Time and the rocking chair (a mini-story). by Dr. Tyrone Ceaser

rocking chair

I sat in my rocking chair today. It's a significant event for me because I hardly ever slow down enough to sit in my rocking chair. 

My rocking chair wears a lot of hats for me. It takes my postural instabilities, and for a moment, makes me feel as if I've never been unstable. My rocking chair suppresses my problems, my worries, and my insecurities. Quite frankly, I'm surprised my rocking chair is still capable of supporting my ass.

But today, I let it all go.

No, not my rocking chair. But everything I gave to it. I usually pick it all back up the moment I remove myself from the rocking chair. But today, for the first time ever, I saw everything I gave to my rocking chair - fall to the ground - and disappear. 

Time gave me the chance to be with my rocking chair. Time showed me how precious I was. Time showed me how transient my preciousness is. Time showed me that my rocking chair won't always be there. Time showed me that everything I gave to my rocking chair was beautiful, no matter how hard, how inconceivable, how sad, or how hideous those things appeared to be. 

As I removed myself from the rocking chair, in a few, fleeting moments, it all hit the ground. And even if my precious hand decides to pick them up again, it'll never be the same. 

Time made sure of that. And it made sure to show me why it(time) is most important. 

. . . If you'd like to see some of the things I dropped from the rocking chair, start with this letter that fell first.

The principal of reversibility by Dr. Tyrone Ceaser


It takes hard work to succeed. It takes even more hard work to CONTINUE to succeed over and over again.

I peer into the entrepreneurial world through my academic lens and wonder how many of these repeat ‘succeeders’ withstand failure and sustain success.

Of course - it’s not many of them to look at, but from my perspective, I respect perspective.

I’ve had (and continue to have) many failures. I start many things and fail at most of them. Sure, I learn things along the way. Sure, I get wiser, mentally fit and stronger.

But I have this one particular image in my mind - of what my success (not perfection) will look like. And until it is reached, I must continue to train.

And the moment I stop training won’t be the moment I lose my fitness. The moment I lose my fitness will be when I get comfortable.

The mind and body always remember what you do to it. Once it’s done, it can’t be undone. Ever.

Wayfinding by Dr. Tyrone Ceaser


Where are the birds going?

What do the clouds suggest about the weather patterns for next week?

What are the stars saying about where we are and where we’re going?

Are the water currents showing the calm before the storm?

Wayfinding is fascinating. It’s how the natural world gets along with their duties, safety, and lives. I question how much I really know about nature and how close I am to it. I think we should be grateful that we have natural compasses within us that nature simply confirms be her cloud, current, star and bird symbols. Nature is here for us. We are the greatest and boldest of all nature.

But somewhere along the way, I became fascinated with everyone and everything but myself. If we are honest, many (perhaps most) of us have done this.

Ask yourself this: 10 years from now, do you look like you, or do you look like everyone else?

The good thing about life is that as long as you have it, it’s never too late.

Gut Check. by Dr. Tyrone Ceaser

gut check

Not many things in life metaphorically punch us in the gut. But if I’m George Foreman, reality if Muhammad Ali. So by the time I realize what’s happening, life has floated by like a butterfly and stung like a bee.

But this moment of realization gives me time to check me metaphorical gut.

Something astounding happens tomorrow with myself, my wife, and my son: each of us will begin a new venture - my wife and I with new jobs, and my son with a new school. Assuming all things happen for a reason, and in a sort of entropy-like manner, this is a point of significant reflection for me. For us.

I look around at my life - at this moment - and realize I’m not happy with the way the world has changed me. Some is me letting the world screw me, and then, some is me saying,

“F**K it all!"

Either way, my gut check hurt, because the truth hurts. Reality often times - hurts.

But what was it that the man from Galilee said…?


Folks. Be honest with yourselves. It’s my number one goal moving into these new territories. I can already feel the freedom from freeing.