So this morning I'm drinking my coffee and I take a big drink from my travel mug and all of a sudden I feel something solid go into my mouth. My first thought is that a fly landed in my coffee or something equally unsavory, so I immediately exorcise it from my mouth into my hand and lo and behold, it's a coffee bean. A whole coffee bean. Perhaps a little battered and scarred, but whole none the less.
How the heck did a whole coffee bean....?
At that moment I realized the impossibility of what that bean had to go through to make it into my mouth this morning. Not even mentioning it's journey from plant to produce, from somewhere in South America to the shelves of Whole Foods, but to survive the grinder, make it into the filter basket, a wire mesh basket mind you, somehow escape the basket, make it through the little hole into the pot, get poured into the mixer cup, survive the blender (I drink the bulletproof coffee recipe), another death defying act, and then make it into my travel mug and finally to my mouth.
It's statistically impossible, as the rest of the grounds would prove. How many beans do you think he started out with that he watched crumble to dust? Was it hard to keep going when all of his fellow beans fell to the challenges, circumstances and chaos around him? He even had to swim through their remains to reach his destination. Was there heartbreak, frustration and loss? Was it hard to break out from the expectations that all he would ever be is coffee grounds? In fact, all conditioning, all of society around him would tell him that was his destiny, that's all he was ever supposed to be or do. "You're just a little bean. Go with the bag, you're one of many, nothing or no one special. Just do what you're supposed to; crumble and die."
But he had different plans. A different vision. He didn't believe in statistics more than he believed in himself. While other beans broke under the blades of circumstances and the weight, belief and probability of "impossible", he broke the very word; impossible < I'M POSSIBLE.
"Against all odds" didn't even matter because to him, there were no odds. There was only one possible ending. All that did matter was his conviction in that decision to carry him through all that he had to go through to reach it.
I know, this is a lot of meaning to ascribe to a coffee bean landing in your mouth, but what's more foolish; to create this story around the little bean, or to deny the lessons and blessings it has gifted us?
So what are the challenges and circumstances you face? Have you made a decision that will carry you to greatness or will you just comply with the majority and "go with the bag" until you crumble to dust and grounds?
Do you have a firm belief, conviction and vision that will carry you through all you have to go through to reach your destination?
Are you plagued with frustration and disappointment of not being where you want to be, where you thought you would be by now?
How many times do you think the little bean thought, "Man, this has got to be it! This has to be the last obstacle!" But as it's been said, every level has another devil. But none that were greater than he. None that were stronger than his faith, conviction, vision and decision.
So no matter what, he pushed through. He could have settled at any point along the way. Even early on, bean in the basket is pretty good, an impressive accomplishment. But good isn't good enough when your vision and decision for your life is greatness. To decide means to cut off ALL other options or outcomes. So he pushed through, no matter what.
As little bean would tell you, If you haven't reached the greatness in your vision yet, then that's not the end.
No matter how hard or long the journey,
No matter how many obstacles or setbacks you face,
No matter how many cuts or blows you endure,
No matter who around you crumbles,
until you FULFILL YOUR VISION of GREATNESS,
until you reach the mouth or mouths of the ones who will tell your story, leaving a legacy that will inspire others long after you're gone. Just like the little bean.