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“Commitment is the truest form of passion.” – Roy H. Williams

Exactly one year ago last Wednesday we made The Sea Log official. The following Tuesday – on Christmas morning – we published our first real post. It felt like we won. Even if the triumph was over our own self-imposed resistance.

But we were also scared. Maybe we just wrote a check we wouldn’t be able to cash. It was time to show up.

It’s been a good year. We’ve never missed a Tuesday. Our subscriber list keeps growing organically. We’ve turned this content into a book that people want to read. And best of all, we finally figured what this blog is all about.

We are people that love extracting meaning from daily occurrences. The same goes for all of you who reply to our emails, comment on Facebook and approach us in person. We share similar worldviews. We’re a tribe of sorts. And it’s got us thinking. About this community and about us a little. Who are we (a few consultants who honestly have no idea what they’re doing usually) to own this conversation? It’s much bigger than that and it’s much bigger than us.

So The Sea Log is coming off our business website. It now holds court at theSeaLog.com.

Next – because this whole thing is much bigger than we are – we’re going to open it up to other contributors. We’re not sure how and we’re not sure when. (No idea what we’re doing, remember?) But it’s going to happen. And it will be awesome.

We’re right back to where we were one year ago. Triumphant – for persisting, for beating our self-imposed resistance, for shipping the goods. But scared – of the unknown, of not being good enough, of failing.

When I look hard at this last year I see struggles and mishaps and posts I’m now embarrassed I wrote. We didn’t get here because we’re the best. And if we’re lucky enough to look back on next year with similar satisfaction, I’ll probably be telling you the same thing one year from now. I think we got here because we are committed. Not always certain, but committed all the more.

Commitment makes the difference when trying to make a difference.

And it’s the only part you can actually control.


A little more about CJ Maurer...

I love firm handshakes and Indian food. Sometimes I take too long to tell a story. Recently I started reading a poem a day. I always mean well. Soon I'll make Lindsay my wife.