Thursday, February 19, 2026
A limit is merely a flash of doubt, a momentary lapse of forgetfulness of who you are. You tell yourself a story. “I’m just not one of those people.” Difficulty is a label. So-called hard times are nothing but narration. And that’s what doubt is, a story going in the gutter. Remove labels or put them on – you name it (or it remains unnamed).
It’s hard to lose weight. Most businesses fail. Quitting a job before you start a side hustle is dangerous. Working out takes too much time. My genetics won’t allow me to do calisthenics. I’m not the creative type. It’s hard to make healthy choices. Spending all of my money is foolish. Only a select few can become rich. I’m too old to start this endeavor. I’ve been in this career far so long, starting over is impossible. I’ve invested too much.
Who says? “They” say. Do statistics, conventional thought, odds, and market volatility apply to you? Do limits apply to you? Does trouble and difficulty apply to you?
Nothing applies to the unnamed. Statistics seem to not apply to the unnamed. How can statistics apply to me? Jesus said, “Who do you say that I am?”
If you say it applies, it applies. The I AM is sticky. It embodies anything, if you say it applies, albeit just in a flash of forgetfulness.
I see no opposition, no friend. I see only what is without naming it. If I do name it, I’ll call it easy. I’ll name it abundant. I’ll name it effortless. I’ll name it friend. What applies to you?
You name it. Fundamentally, however, it is unnamed, unlimited, unbound. But those are sticky notes, name tags that cannot be affixed nor applied.