How I Stopped Worrying and Learned To Love a Life List

Yesterday I was talking to this guy who said he had a life
list till age 26 when he had an epiphany: If he kept adding as many goals to it as he was, and crossing them off at the rate he was going, by the time he was 70 he’d be left with a long
list. As a result he’d feel like a complete failure for not having achieved so many
goals.

When I explained how I use SuperViva to write down
anything that might interest me at some point - not caring if I only get to 5% of them, he had the proverbial AHA. "It’s like an a la carte menu of ideas! You just
pick and choose whatever you want to do. If I’d thought of it that way, I’d have kept my list.

And thus I present this concept to you. Especially if you’re used to doing everything you put on a list - stop! Make SuperViva your a la carte menu of life ideas. Bon appetit!

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Wearing your goals on your sleeve works!

There I was minding my own business at Peet’s Coffee, wearing a zipper hooded jacket printed with 3 of my life goals that I’d ordered from the SuperViva store.

As I got up to leave, a guy said "what does it say at the top of your jacket?" (as the hood was covering the goal). I’d all but forgotten and lifted it up so he could read. "Oh, ‘hug a perfect stranger’ that’s cute," he said.

I smiled and put my arms out and we hugged each other! One goal down.

If you want a custom made shirt with 1 or more goals on it just let me know!

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Stop and smell the sunrise?

This morning may have served the most beautiful sunrise I’ve ever seen in the Bay Area. Hot pink where the sun rose, the rest of the sky had burning pink scattered around in all directions. Not only that, the pink light reflected off the many mirrored buildings, creating a neon frenzy of color.

Before sunrise, I noticed the dark gray sky in the distance, broken by swirls of white light. It was like a reversal of what you normally see - a white sky with swirls of grey clouds. This started a truly incredible morning.

As I walked down the street everyone seemed occupied running to the train, getting on the bus or off. I stopped on the sidewalk with a huge grin looking in all directions to see how the sky was changing and hoped to see another nut like me. I didn’t, but I hope the next time colors rise from the east you will joining me in stopping to let them paint you over and revel in the moment.

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