Month: March 2018

The Prince Who Changed

The Prince Who Changed

Once upon a time…


There was a prince.

He had power, prestige, and prominence among the small kingdom his father presided over.

The prince was comely in many ways. All the women in the land wished he were theirs to have and to hold. The men of the land wished they had his looks, his position, and his fortune.

Yet, the prince felt as though life was passing him by and his strength failing for the stress, the pressure, and the demands of his father.

“I don’t feel alive,” he once told his father.

“Shut up, boy. It’s your destiny and you shall inherit this great kingdom,” father responded curtly.

“I feel like an empty shell. I perform on the outside and yet on the inside…I’m dead. You don’t listen to me, father. I want to live. I want to be free from—“

“Shut up, boy!” the father demanded with a stomp and a fist slammed into an open palm. “I will set you on the throne soon. Men would die to be in your place!”

“But…I care not for titles, riches, or the things of this world,” the prince protested with a hushed voice and lowered head.

“Be that it may. You will be king soon. Be a man and realize that you can’t have everything your way,” the father scowled in reply.

The prince nodded and slowly plodded out of the throne room.

The moment he exited the great doors, which were closed for their private conversation, he lifted his head and put on an air of confidence and poise as he entered the hustle and bustle of the kingdom.

Yet, the turmoil jostled and churned inside of him.

Why don’t I feel anything any longer? There must be more to life than stress; being in a position that I no longer want, nor love. Why does this life no longer resonate with me?

So the prince mused within himself.

Women winked from afar, young ladies giggled quietly in the shadows; pats on the back from renowned men, and deep bows from those under rank as he passed.

The prince was unmoved by the insincere gestures.

Broken promises by his father had cast a wary eye toward any future of fame and fortune.

Used by men and women for their own pleasure, their own advancement, and their own selfish purposes, created mistrust and disdain for those in the kingdom.

He no longer spoke of his desires and dreams, nor of his frustrations and fears to his advisors for they were preoccupied with their own illusions of grandeur in the prince’s shadow rather than providing wise counsel.

Then, one morning as a chill hung in the air, the prince approached his father one last time.

“I am done, father. I know I have let you down, but there is a world out there calling for me. I wish not to be like you: full of bitterness, contempt, and anger in the end. Prominence, power, and position is not what I seek. I seek peace, love, and life…and nothing here offers this.

“I am done with your guilt, with your hate, with your demands of who I should be that is not who I am,” the prince voiced his heart with a conviction like never before. His legs trembled and his stomach shuddered, yet the prince stood with head held high.

“You!” growled his father with an accusing finger. He spat and shouted, “Will burn in the deepest and darkest pit of hell. God will get you!”

The prince made no reply. He left the throne room with his father hurling accusations and heaps of guilt upon him.

After a few goodbyes to those closest to him, he rode out from the fortress with only a few belongings. The morning sky turned to a gray afternoon and rain pelted him as he rode further and further away.

Doubt and fear rose in his throat as the rain became a downpour.

“I will not doubt! This is the right way. I will have unwavering faith in the path I follow,” he shouted out to the storm.

Suddenly, the rain stopped. The clouds began to break apart. Mist and fog swirled and lifted to the heavens. Before him lay a pathway that crested a hillock, then a vale below with a town ensconced in green pasture lands and towering snow-capped mountains nearby.

He believed this was the only course to regain a life long ago lost in the daily commotion of duties no longer loved, no longer fulfilling, no longer filled with promise.

The prince changed his name. He changed many things such that as he rode further into the vale, those who met him only knew him as a wanderer.

Men and women he met in the vale had no pretense for status, wealth, or authority; for they were a people who accepted, appreciated, and acknowledged him for who he was.

He stopped wandering and wished to stay.

He took up hard work for little money in return. The prince endured many struggles and life was not as easy as before, but he felt a sense of pride and destiny and purpose return to his heart.

One morning, he woke and the day shone brightly upon him. The prince smiled, for he felt a peace he had never known before.

He met love and it was sincere.

He found favor with men and women and circumstance for his God was with him.

~ The End Beginning

Photo by Vborodinova

Posted by Christian Martin Jr. in Life Hack, Living Better, Reinvention, Self-Improvement
You have 12 Hours to Live…

You have 12 Hours to Live…

If you only have 12 hours to live from the time you read this…

What would you do differently today?

Where would you go?

How would you be toward others?

Who would you spend time with?

I originally wrote this post as sort of a dare to challenge all of us.

A dare to live differently.

A dare to get out of the rut and consider what is important and make the necessary adjustments to actually live life.

You see, there are people right now, this very moment, they do not have a choice in the matter. A doctor has given them terrible news, so there is no dare necessary.

But for the rest of us, we don’t think much about it.

Here in lies the problem.

Some of us have no idea that we don’t even have 12 hours left.

In my past vocation, I held many young people, far younger than I, who took their last breaths in my presence and I watched them pass away.

There is nothing in this life—a person, an organization, a company—that can guarantee you and I that we’ll be alive in the next 12 hours.

I’m not trying to be Mr. Doom & Gloom here.

Death is as much a part of life as anything. We don’t like the thought.

Yet, we might be stuck in a situation in life that is sucking the life right out of us, but we fear many things and use many excuses why we don’t get out of the situation, and it’s always on our lips…

Wish I could…

Someday I’ll…

At some point, we need to examine what it is that holds us back, and with a little mindfulness and courage to look at our lives and say, Enough of the excuses.

My excuses? For years…

  1. I’m not smart enough
  2. I’m not talented enough
  3. I don’t have the right connections
  4. I’m too stupid, dumb, an idiot…blah blah blah
  5. Then…I’m too old to (fill in the blank) 
  6. I don’t have enough money
  7. And the big one…what if I fail?

The above list might sound funny, but those items paralyzed me. So paralyzed that I chose to remain in situations (both work and personal) that were toxic. Every morning it felt like I woke up with poison in my veins.

In response to a similar dare handed to me a few years ago, I wrote down the things that were holding me back, mostly my excuses. I wrote in detail, to myself, the biggest fears I had in facing the things that kept me from making healthier choices for myself. Then, I wrote out a short solution to each fear and excuse I held onto.

It was an exercise that opened my eyes. An exercise that sparked a glimmer of hope that I’m not too old. An exercise that made me think of how I was living my life compared to my deepest values.

Heck, this exercise helped me identify and re-evaluate what my core beliefs, values, and desires.

Why not write down what you want your life to look like?

Write down your fears…and be brutally honest with yourself.

Write down the solutions in overcoming each of those fears and challenges you face.

Write down what your beliefs, core values, and desires are.

Well, you only have 12 hours (maybe). By now, less, because you’re taking your precious time to read this…thank you.

I hope you give it a go with writing those things out.

I hope you discover something new and fresh.

I hope you find the courage and strength to change the areas you desperately want and need to.

Photo by NeONBRAND on Unsplash

Posted by Christian Martin Jr. in Life Hack, Living Better, Reinvention, Self-Improvement