Friday, Saturday and Sunday of last week I spent in Toronto, by myself. I was attending the Landmark Forum. The forum is designed to elevate people's lives to something amazing.
I had such high expectations for this weekend. I had been told that I would love it. That it would align perfectly with me and my attitudes and beliefs. I thought it would change my life.
I was wrong.
It was three 13 hour days in an uncomfortable chair.
It was the beliefs of other people being presented in a way I didnt understand.
It was exhausting.
It was...not what I expected.
That's not to say I learned nothing.
That's not to say I think the program is pointless or valueless.
But it wasn't for me.
I believe that life is full of meaning, and whether we create that meaning ouselves or not, that is what creates purpose in our lives. Meaning. Hope. Purpose.
I took this away from my long, long three days:
The way we remember our past, colours the way we see our future.
We create meaning around all situations in our lives.
I can invent whatever possibility for my life I can imagine - it my responsibility to follow through.
And ultimately...It really doesn't matter what other people's opinions of me are.