Growing through the ranks of martial arts toward that second degree black belt I endlessly heard my Sabunim speak of accountability. I always held myself accountable for what it was I'd accomplish during each moment shared. One problem... Such a word fails to take shape inside the ranks of a modern day growing period. Accountability is what you delegate. It's now on the shoulders of a different person and if it should fail, it's not your problem. How do you begin to respect accountability? I believe it starts with actuality. Knowing where you presently stand in a moment designed by the elements of all things that got you here. Heavy stuff right? Openly I admit that I'm deeply bothered by the accountability or lack of from others. The line I'm endlessly delivered is, "Well I didn't know you'd be interested." That's the actuality of assumption. Have we stopped investing in possibility or are we just satisfied with whatever happens? It's too easy to hit Amazon.com and get the product. Look at how Walmart is trying to catch up. Talk about a company that's watching everything I write. I could type something on social media about bird poop and Walmart will send me an email telling me about it being on sale and it can be delivered in two days. Isn't it funny how the nation is worried about how the Russians affected our elections but don't care that Walmart and Amazon have a bigger consumer connection and correction? The availability of accountability. In this particular story I use the air that we breathe as a test of how we think. If what is going into our lungs truly is a gift from that guy in a far away place, what are we doing with it that would best serve him?