Today is Friday the 13th and we’re not supposed to have a good day. I don’t know who says we’re not supposed to have a good day, but that’s the word on the street, so we better obey, or roll our eyes and ignore the madness.

I guess there is a level of comfort in superstition. It takes away our ability to think and allows us simply follow. It is far easier to follow than to summon the courage to lead. It’s comfortable. Easy, but it will probably take us where we don’t really wish to go.

We would like to pretend we have free will and are not superstitious but I see people blessing themselves all the time or looking for the third thing to happen to them. I have written about this before and it still floors me (pun intended) that many of the high-rises in any city are without a thirteenth floor. The number 13 is missing because the builders are hesitant that anyone will choose to live there and so they skip a floor. It goes from 12 to 14. Even the numbers of each suite follow suit. It goes from 1212 to 1214 and so on, but any child can see that just because you call something a fourteen floor doesn’t mean it actually is. The fourteenth floor is actually the thirteenth floor and nothing happens because life is not a series of superstitions and happy accidents. Yes, accidents and fate play a large part in our life, but human freedom is far superior than any reminder that today is a Friday that married the number 13.

We take this superstition with us into our lives and the way we think about things. We think life is determined and that things are they way they are and there is absolutely nothing we can do about it. There is the ladder, there is the black cat, and I’m wearing the same sock again today because yesterday I had a very lucky day.

Don’t get me wrong. I fall into this trap too sometimes by habit. It’s hard not to as it is everywhere but I am very conscious when I see myself doing it. I believe all of us need more freedom in our life. We need to know that we are capable of great things if we only allow ourselves the time and space to do it.

So I hope you have a terrible day. Not because it’s Friday the 13th, but because you can choose to have one. Of course I hope you don’t. I hope your day is great because that is a much better choice. One you and I control and need to exercise more often.


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