It’s foggy and wet today in Denver, which is pretty rare. It made everything surreal as I was driving to work today – the world was glistening and misty.
As I drove through downtown, I noticed a homeless man exiting a church, and caught his motions out of the corner of my eye. He crossed himself, and then looked upward. It went by so fast, it was almost a blur, but the vision of him doing that has been burned in my brain forever.
I have been pretty clear on numerous occasions that I am not a fan of organized religion. I don’t care for the propaganda, the fear-mongering, the coercion.
One thing I am a fan of though, is… faith.
I would never begrudge someone else’s faith, and I think it is a miracle when people find faith.
And when I say that, I am taking religion out of faith, and putting it back into our hearts.
The act of believing in something so strongly, without rhyme or reason… well, that is a… miracle.
Today marks Day 1 of my last three days at work. I am walking away from a very successful and very inspirational company to… well, I am not sure what yet. It’s all been swirling around me so quickly that I haven’t been able to sit quietly and… think. I don’t know what I am going to do yet. Or how I am going to do it.
I do know this – when a planner like me makes a huge change like this without a plan, it really does come down to one thing.