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It's Not Worth It: My Close Call With the Terrorist Attacks in Belgium

When you wake up to a phone call from your mother and she is crying, asking where you are... because she knows you are flying to Brussels today, but doesn't know what time... and tells you the airport has just been bombed, it puts things in immediate perspective.
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I'd like to share how yesterday unfolded for me because perspective is so easy to lose in the days, weeks or years after a tragedy.

When you wake up to a phone call from your mother and she is crying, asking where you are... because she knows you are flying to Brussels today, but doesn't know what time... and tells you the airport has just been bombed, it puts things in immediate perspective.

I almost did take an earlier flight to Brussels today. It was cheaper. If I did, I would have been in Brussels this morning during the terrorist attacks.

I was not there this morning. But other travelers, business people, mothers, fathers, daughters, sons, friends, grandparents... were there this morning.

Nothing is guaranteed. Age, status or citizenship does not guarantee any of us will see the next morning's sunrise.

What we spend so much time and energy on in this life, is SO NOT WORTH IT. It takes our attention away from truth, from beauty, from love, from really living... showing up for life fully in each moment as it continues to unfold.

The amount of debt we have really is small peanuts. Money is a socially created construct anyways.

Disapproval of how a loved one lives or disagreements and grudges because of egoist thinking and differences of opinion. Nope, doesn't matter either.

Ambition. Not being where we want to go yet in our career is also irrelevant. We are the ones that make up the rules and expectations for our lives and our purpose and then forget that simple, but potent truth. So we continue to act as if the pressure to "succeed" is really coming from somewhere outside of our thinking.

The only things that are real or truly important are life itself and love.

Let's keep the light of our shared humanity with the victims and their families in our hearts and throw the rest of it in the toilet where it belongs.