One of life's greatest lessons is that yesterday is only as powerful as we allow it to be.

Yesterday is an idea, a story, a movie that started and ended.

Now, it's quite possible that story or that ending is disappointing or it hurts to look back on.

Perhaps a reminder of something that wasn't ideal, something you want to break away from.

So the question is, why do we give that old story power?

Why do we relive it, create this self-inflicted wound?

See, the past undoubtedly played a critical role.

It brought you to where you are now.

It, in many ways, shaped your worldview, constitutes your beliefs.

It was the very road to this moment, and there's value in that.

But imagine this scenario.

Imagine stepping into your car, turning the keys, and thinking to yourself that you can

in this very moment, only drive down the roads you drove on yesterday.

Only associate with the street signs you know, the places you've already gone.

Your reality now is determined by what you've already done.

So adjust and get used to it.

You would say that's outrageous, right? Yesterday's path has nothing to do with where I'm going now.

Just like a boat's wake, trailing off behind it, has nothing to do with where it's going next.

The person holding the wheel controls that.

We are saturated with freedom.

There is so much opportunity and possibility and potential in front of us that we failed to see because we can't stop thinking about that fictitious story we call yesterday.

We confuse the path we took then for the one we need now, the wake from the steering wheel, what is and that story about what was.

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