Golden Rule Service

Beth and I took a ride to Peekskill, NY yesterday to pick up our trailer. We asked the excellent repairmen at Transatlantic RV to install our new Wi-Fi antenna and router plus repair a few minor items. Craig, their ace electronics expert, did a wonderful job and we peppered him with general questions before heading for home. What a giving man he is!

I’m always grateful for people who know their craft and practice it as if it were for themselves. That’s the only kind of customer service I like. Let’s call it Golden Rule Service.

The Ford F150 Lariat and our 22′ Forest River trailer are a great combo. The ride is smooth and the time we spent (months) picking out the right truck was well worth the effort. If you’re ever in the market for a truck/trailer, let us know and we’ll be happy to tell you what we learned along the way. Golden Rule Service is a two-way street!

Speaking of The Golden Rule, yesterday we performed a virtual presentation of our kids’ show by that name. All was going well until 29 minutes into the show and the Vimeo Livestream just dropped. With 200 kindergarteners on the other end of our transmission we had to do something we’ve never done in 2 years of virtual programming – throw in the towel and reschedule.

Ironically, I had been preaching to Beth all day long to remember the Serenity Prayer because she was dealing with some heavy thoughts:

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference.

This is the prayer that guides my current life, the one I use to move from a place of “I’ve got this” to one of “God, help me with this ’cause I don’t think I can do it alone.” As an entrepreneur and a take-charge guy, there was no harder lesson to learn than collaboration and saying “I don’t know. Please help me.”

To be fair, our society honors men who take-charge, pull themselves up by their own bootstraps, yada, yada, yada. IMHO, this is an example of the oppression of boys and men.

After spending 10 minutes of being mad at myself and worrying about what I did wrong, I realized this: anything that goes wrong now, before we leave, is a gift. If I can troubleshoot it while I’m in my home, it’s easier than on the road. In other words – a problem and all the discomfort that comes along with it can be seen as the leading edge of a blessing. I accept that. I breathe into it. And I return to serenity.

May your problems turn into blessings!

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    Scott, I learned the Serenity Prayer from Al-Anon after suffering thru the daily chaos that comes with being married to an alcoholic for 20 years. It may have saved my life, or certainly my sanity. All 3 lines are "easier said than done" and I find myself still attempting to internalize and practice them on a daily basis. I would describe myself as being more "spiritual" than "religious" in the traditional sense, but the Serenity Prayer is something I hold dear to my heart and I am glad you have found it beneficial as well. HAPPY TRAILS to you and Beth and let me know when you are headed up to New England so we can host you at our place on Cape Cod. AEKDB Love to you both, Bob

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