Did you ever play a game called “that’s my car” when you were a kid? If not, it was one of the games I played and I will describe the simple process here.
There would be three or four of us sitting on the porch in the summer watching cars go by. Each car that would go by would instantly become the car of one of the players. For instance, if I was player number three then ever third car that would drive by was my car. It was such a fun and simple game because sometimes I would end with a new Mercedes Benz and other times my friends would laugh at me because I got stuck with an old jalopy. There were two great things about playing the game. The first great thing is that whatever type of car that became my car I knew my luck was bound to change in an instant. The second great thing about the game was we never imagined for one second that we could not own those expensive cars.
The question of the hour is how does such imagination, believing and knowing get smothered out? I have coined a term for this entire process called the “Cul-de-sac mentality.”
The Cul-de-sac mentality is a diabolical process where we allow others to lead our big thinking down a point of no return. This is the place where we allow others to lure us to a place where they beat our dreams out of us. This is the place where there are few travelers to remind us of our divinity and what is possible. This is the place where we completely forget that we can have, be and do anything we damn well please. This is the place where you go around and around in life but don’t seem to really get anywhere.
This Cul-de-sac mentality is a strange place but many people are constructing their cul-de-sacs this very moment. Many are mentally and physically checking out of life. Many are sitting in cubicles vegetating. Many are swapping hours for dollars with no end in sight. Many are not doing anything worthy giving people something to talk about.
The question is that if you have already built your cul-de-sac, how long do you plan on living there?
That’s my spin on it.
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I remember this game well. Not only did we choose cars, but houses, clothes, even ‘TV’ husbands. When I think back, playing this game as a kid was not only fun, but it gave us the chance to dream. Thanks for the reminder. I think I’ll play the game today.
J-licious