Instagram has really taught me how to connect with anyone really. Any walk of life, it doesn't matter, we'll probably get along. Maybe it is just from so much trial and error over my life of failed friendships and relationships that I have experienced. I just know what works now I guess. Through all this I've meet some pretty amazing people in the last year. From Country stars to Presidents of booming companies saying hi, even to people on their vacations trusting me as a tour guide. It's been a whirlwind if I really think of it, just the sheer number of new connections and friends I've made. It really makes me grateful for all the challenges that have come my way over my entire life. Without them I for sure wouldn't be were I am today.
As it comes to December this next week (February, were did you go?), I've really been thinking about this year and all it has done for me. It's that classic phrase of "I never thought I would be here if you asked me a year ago". You know what though, I really feel like that's the way we are meant to live our life's. This comfortable recliner our society has told us to work our way up to relax on is all turning out to be a throne of lies. This rule of being safe, to take it easy is turning us all into wimps. Change has begun to scare us and we end up living out our life's reminiscing about the 'what if's'. I am no better, many of my days though, I worry about my future, what happens when everything collapses? What if I don't get that job I want, even the job I thought I needed, what then? I don't have answers for that, I don't think anyone really does. I just know that everything will work out in the end, I've always known that. We will continue living, a new day is always around the corner. We have way to many times in our life's that we are forced to change. For better or worse, we can't avoid them. We can only look at those situations when they come at us and do our best with the hand we have been dealt.
This last weekend we had a huge crew of adventurers out with us, a crew from Calgary, Edmonton and even Washington/Oregon! These are a few of my memories from the journey of crazy snapshats, poor communications and many laughs.
This is me, Matthew Stanley Earl Lowden. This is my name.
1. a word or set of words by which a person, animal, place, or thing is known, addressed, or referred to.
What you are referred to as, okay that is simple, but where does the word name come from? In Greek it's the word Onoma. Which means a name, authority, cause. I love the word cause here. A person or thing that gives rise to an action, phenomenon, or condition. So in that sense our name can be considered a means for action. What does your name mean though? Do you know why you were named? Do you know how your parents named you? Have you ever broken down your name? Ever Googled your meaning? My name is broken down as this:
Matthew: Gift of God
Stanley: Stone Clearing
Earl: Nobleman, Warrior
It's safe to assume no one was named on the spot by their parents (in most situations), there was thought put into it. There was time dedicated to thinking of a good name for you. Time, the most valuable thing we have on this planet, as it's really the only thing that's really limited in our lives. Have you ever really thought of that, even considered it? Some of us were named after fictional characters, some of us after our parents or grandparents. Heck I even know a guy named after Axl Rose. Even if there isn't literal meaning behind your name, it can't be defined by a dictionary, it still has so much meaning. How is it defined by the feeling it gave your parents?
I've been bad at names for my whole life it seems. I have always been a face person. I will always remember your face, it's just how my brain work. It's something I need to work on and something I am trying to work on. In my line of life I am constantly meeting new people, but if I don't make an effort to say your name or have a chance to write it down, 9 out of 10 times I will forget it after 5 minutes. I once went out for coffee with a classmate in my first year of college, we talked for about 3 hours and you know what, I didn't have a clue what her name was. I had to wait till next week in class for the teacher to call out her name, and since then I still haven't forgotten it. So once it's in there, its stuck, which is a good feeling. I just have to learn how to get it in there faster. I am trying to change things up, becoming less of a face person and more of a name person. Our bodies, our mannerisms, our hair can all change. Yet our names will always stay the same.
What is your name meaning? How are you living your life with the power of knowing of your name? How do you work on remembering peoples names?