Tuesday, May 31, 2016

A Thousand Serious Moves

I feel like such a failure! Everything I touch crumbles in my hands. I'm not doing anything different!! Maybe, I should. I dunno! Gosh, I hate this.  It is so, so frustrating. 

There were more than a few moments of awkward silence. (This is usually the part where my guardian angel is off doing something else, right about the time I need her!)

Maybe you just hit a rough patch? Sorta like traveling in an airplane. The ride is as smooth as glass and suddenly some turbulence bounces you all around. As quick as it started it stops.

Jim Page was my supervisor in my first big person job. He told me not to "lunge" when you hit a rough patch.

Lunging happens when we decide whatever we are doing isnt working and grab for the first thing that looks shiny, flashy and give us a hug! We flail about and we make decisions without stopping to look at a road map. I mean, if things aren't going as planned, something has to be wrong, right?

When my son Matt was in Boy Scouts he wanted to earn an orienteering badge. He and I and a lotta other dads and scouts met one Saturday morning to learn how to use a compass. I'll never forget what the instructor shared with us.

He told us that when we began out journey we needed to rely on the co ordinates we had on our maps If  we varied even 1/1000 of a degree while walking in a straight line.................... we'd shortly be over 100 miles to the right or left of our final goal. We needed to trust our compass.

One scout raised his hand and asked what happened if you run into an obstacle. What did you do?

Stop, assess the situation and wait for the obstacle to clear it self.

But what if it's a big ol' tree? 

The instructor didnt skip a beat.

Rely on your compass. Go over under, around or through the obstacle and then get back on track.

We panic when things appear to be out of kilter and we lunge. We wake up one morning and find we are hundreds of miles from where we'd thought we'd be.

The title of this blog comes from a line in a poem by the poet Hafez titled Tripping Over Joy

In modern parlance it means "Stay the Course."

Living in the here and now and accepting what's in front of us makes the turbulence a bit more manageable