Friday, October 4, 2013
(I do see you. I do hear you. I am sorry.)
This morning, an old friend, one of those dear CEOs I've been privileged to know, wrote to me in response to a note I'd written him. I've known this man for a very long time. He knows who I am at my best times; he has seen me at my worst. He knows what it is to have the world tug at you, deplete you; he heard depletion in my note.
He wrote this:
Fatigue causes all kinds of problems because it affects your immune system - infections, cancer, etc. Do something - you need a fundamental change in your life. I do not know what that is, but you might. At some point it will become too late. Write a letter to yourself - don't state what is wrong, say what you want. Read it a few times and then write another one giving yourself advice of how to get what you want. Then do it.
I was sitting forward in my chair when the note came in. I sat back after I'd read it through. Some tension in my whole soul lifted.
Yes, I thought. I will write this letter. I will write this second letter. I will do it.
I share my friend's beautiful words with you, because there is something here for all of us.
Thank you, M.E.