I want to think others do not influence me, but I know better. Jesus may have resisted the influence of others, but most mortals kowtow to the will of the masses. Jim Rohn, the author of The Art of Exceptional Living, declared that we are the average of the five people we spend the most time with. This idea, referred to as the “proximity effect,” deserves our attention. After all, we want to be with people who uplift and inspire us.
March is women's history month. A roster of women's names scrolled across my mind as potential blog ideas. I'd read biographies of amazing women, and the internet would provide thousands more. I'd pluck out Fab Five Women, telling of their turning points and milestones.
Why do we care so much about what other people think of us? Even people we don’t think highly, of or even like. We do because there are consequences for straying off the path. So, like sheep following the flock, we spend our journey walking the beaten path, the route most accepted.
After a recent oral surgery, the post-op instructions included not to talk for 24 hours. Tim suggested, for an abundance of caution, I should make it 48 or 72. Cold drinks only and take a week to work back to normal schedule. Even this minimal lifestyle change is onerous. A liquid diet for a week puts me in a bad mood.
Recall your first bike? Perhaps you were a tad afraid of falling. But then you found your balance, tested the brakes, and life got bigger. Remember spinning the pedals, the newfound freedom, watching the scenery whiz by?