Neither lax nor neglectful – I get sidetracked, bushwhacked, and bamboozled by the reality of trying – to do too much.
Too many competing forces collide. Add to that the unexpected … things you can’t plan or strategize for, stuff you can’t turn down because it matters too much. ‘New think’ for me, undoubtedly part of a process I prefer to call aging gracefully because ‘getting older’ or ‘slowing down’ are not terms I desire to emulate.
In the middle of every shite-day come moments when something unexpected bursts in – an upbeat whiff of possibility, spell of surprise. I endorse giving in, right then, right there, chucking the rest of the day’s rigid plan.
For example, when an old friend (and sometimes it’s a new one … ) calls in the middle of the day, when magical ah+ha moments show up, or when a colleague reaches out with, “Could you help me please?”, those are the moments to grab.
Those treasured moments are golden.
They can be tremendous opportunities; they can be life and/career-altering, but never come with any guarantee of success, but here is one thing for sure: not stopping for them will guarantee they pass without noticing, and whatever might have come out of those moments is lost forever.
Conversely, several episodes last week – when reaching out to others, their indifference was palpable when I said good-bye without getting a chance to talk about what I wanted to talk about because we spent so much time on their tangent-du-jour. I replied, “Sure, no problem, get back to me when you have time …”
I too live like this, but am trying harder than ever to put the most important thing at the top of the list. I too find writing it down, in detail, results in a better understanding of the problem and, in successful instances, results in action. LH, Lethbridge, AB