I don’t want a normal, regular, average, expected, rational life.
The other day, in a moment of weird weakness, I wondered why I am doing what I do.
Here’s what I do not want them to say at my eulogy:
“Bradley Charbonneau has a nice, normal, regular, uneventful, logical, rational, expected, linear life.”— What they didn’t say
Ugh, that would kill me.
Ha, just made a pun.
I hope they have lots of puns at my funeral–and lots of laughs.
I’m not sure why I’m talking about my eulogy here, no, wait, I take it back, I do know why.
As 2020 breaks open like a raincloud and thunders down into a fresh new year and decade, it becomes clear what I’m doing here.
I’m helping people get a few things into their lives. They might seem like lofty concepts but they’re quite simple if not always easy to attain.
That’s enough for now.
That eulogy though? Maybe more like:
“What was he thinking!?”
[Speaker looks at her notes, crumples up the paper, takes off her glasses, looks into the audience and says what comes from her heart.]
“I don’t know where to start. But I know where I want to end up.”
“Yeah, so, right. Let’s see. Wow. Bradley Charbonneau…”
Alright, it’s getting a little awkward writing notes for my own eulogy but hey, it’s the new year, I’m still jetlagged and I’m out of my meditation and creating routine and feeling a bit out of whack.
My dream with Repossible is to help people obtain that playful joy and lightness in their lives.
I don’t know if that sums it up quite right but it’s what you’re getting out of my on January 9, 2020.
I can work with those.
Here comes 2020.