The expression behind the eight ball comes from the pool-table. In some pool games, sinking or even touching the eight-ball is taboo except in the final play of the game. To be “behind the eight-ball” is to be unable to proceed with scoring important points in the game.
At some point in time all of us find “the demands on our time” looming like a monstrous eight ball obstructing our view and enjoyment of some of the most important things in life.
I have been there and done that. Wait! I still can fall into that trap. But every once in a while I get a glimpse of the open pocket and a chance to score some important points in life. The eight-ball isn’t gone but it is smaller. There are some steps to get around it that can lead to some amazingly stress free moments of real life.
I hope you will find these insights helpful as you face the eight- balls in your life.
Last night I walked into a fine dining establishment and was shocked by what I saw. Couples, families, groups of friends sitting together at tables yet absorbed in different worlds, each staring into the device of their choice, oblivious to the souls around them.
Last week I watched a 13 year old girl walk into a light post while texting.
Last month I attended my 50 year class reunion.
Cotton High School. Class of 1946.
It was a highlight of my year. I came away with some valuable insights I wish I had learned long ago.
A single question asked by Paul Gustavson, leader of The Platform Builders mastermind group helped me consider and recognize an important definition of success.
We live in a fast culture. We demand fast service, fast computers and fast food. Fast food, by the way, isn’t fast. It just lies there under that heat lamp waiting for slow people to pick it up. Calling it fast evidently makes us feel better. Eating it doesn’t. Imagine how healthy we could be if we ate real fast food.