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Pepop: A Decorated Veteran of the Game of Life | Four For Soaring

Some months ago I wrote a story about my grandfather and how he taught me how to be full of CHIT: Curious | Humble | Intentional | Teachable. Today, I want to talk about this World War II veteran and how he has lived a life as a gritty hero, not just of World War... Continue Reading →

The “Colonel” Of Truth and our bias in the war against him.

Why do I write this blog? What is this whole #four4soaring thing about anyway? As I ponder this question I am assaulted by what Steven Furtick calls the Chatterbox in my own head: You are writing this blog out of ego. You want to be liked. You crave attention. You don't really care about anyone... Continue Reading →

Why do we run from things rather than toward something greater than ourselves?

What is it about our human nature that is so stoked in fear that we are constantly looking for any excuse to find the exit? What saturates our brains in flight or fight neuropathy so much that it feels like we are always either defending our flank or leaping like an antelope for the safety... Continue Reading →

#Abundance

I follow this guy on Instagram who posts quotes the way I often do. He issued a challenge the other day to sum up my 2018 in one word. The first word that came to mind was blessed. I thought about sharing that word because it fits so perfectly and then I challenged myself to... Continue Reading →

Thankful ain’t what YOU think

I used to dream of the ability to shower people with gifts that I thought would thank them properly and adequately. The original, first and only draft of the lyrics to 'Your Song,' the crown jewel of the Elton John and Bernie Taupin songbook. I used to pine tirelessly to imagine a way of thanking... Continue Reading →

We DON’T Get To…

Today, I feel compelled to write about what we DON'T GET TO do. We don't get to be more than we were created to be. ..Read more at four4soaring.com

Got Circle? Sometimes you NEED to go where everybody knows your name

Cheers Theme: "Sometimes you want to go where everybody knows your name..and they're always glad you came....  You want to go where people know, people are all the same, you want to go where every-bod-y knows your nameeee." What if that want, was really more of a need?  What if we don't just want to be with people who are just as messed up as we are, but we really need to be with people, just like we need the very air that we breathe? 

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