Motivational Monday - A Super Insight From The Super Bowl

Now I will be clear, being Canadian, I am not a raving NFL'er, but I am a Seahawks fan and happy about the turn of events and them winning the ultimate prize. However, let's be honest, if you watched it, that was not a great Super Bowl game for the fans, and the half time show was what it was.

Unless you are a Seahawks fan, when we pull back from the glitz, the hoopla, and the unrelenting programming, we are left with an empty feeling.

If you are a Patriots fan, you can add a bit of embarrassment, or humiliation to the mix because the connection to your team is a visceral one. It becomes one's identity in many ways. But there in lies the rub. People have off loaded their emotional state and mental wellbeing to a sports juggernaut that cares very little about how they feel.

I love sports, and it use to occupy a lot of my band width. However, several years ago, when the NHL went on strike, I saw the truth, these players, owners and brands do not care a lick about me or the fans.

I was wearing a Jersey with the name of my favourite player across my back. A man that does not know I exists. I realized my jersey was a way of fitting in and being part of a big clique. This sobering realization had me pulling back from where I put my attention. Sure, I love going to games as it is an immersive experience, but now I only go when one of my corporate friends have extra seats.

I'm not hear to dump on you if sports is your religion. I know so many men that live and breath their team. They know more about the stats and breakdown of every aspect of their team and league than they know about their own family.

I am attempting to put things into perspective, and with what really matters. Major league sports around the world is a legacy that has been carried over from the Roman Colosseum days so that the masses would forget about their hardships and struggles.

Men do not go to battle anymore, so their team, regardless of what league, are the surrogate gladiators of the modern era. We live vicariously through them.

"Give them bread and circuses and they will never revolt." - Juvenal (c. 100 AD)

Distraction comes in many forms, and they build on each other. The commercials, the suggestive imagery, and the push to over-consume on merch, and food.

This is all about overwhelming the system to think you are in control, but you just gave up 3-4 hours of your time, with a huge dopamine dump, cortisol shot, and a massive insulin spike.

Some are even calling in sick today because they "partied" a little too hard last night. They even have a stat on that!

My point here is, you time and energy or more precious than you can imagine. You are here to do something truly remarkable in this life time. You have to rise about the distractions that take away your power, your creativity, and cause you to think, feel and behave in a way that does not serve your highest vision.

It's tough to do, as the system has gotten very good at keeping you distracted, and calling it masculine, manly, and all about team loyalty. It is not, it is a business with an agenda to enslave your mind and wallet... you are the target.

To keep you sedated and away from your potential as much as possible.

Once you see it for what it is, and how it makes you feel if you were truly honest with yourself, you'd see the truth behind the illusion. There's no turning back once you do.

I am greater for this awareness, as I don't get wrapped up in outcomes. I watch just the highlights now. I know very few of the players of the teams I once bled for. Most of my favourite players are all retired and part of a lore of what was once a great passion.

However now my purpose is my passion. I have victories and losses every day. I track my own stats, and have my own fans that I know and care about.

Team Dwayne is the only team I am a super fan of. I hear the roar of the crowd (of God) cheering me on every day.

Who's cheering for you?

You've got this!

Be Remarkable!

What are your thoughts? Let's hear them.👊

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