We all want optimal self-confidence.
Too high and it becomes arrogance. Too low and it becomes a neurosis.
But it’s a fine balancing act; one that determines the quality of our personal and professional relationships.
You might wonder, as I did when starting, where to focus while meditating.
Most of the initial guidance I read didn’t appear clear in its instruction.
After all, it’s an esoteric practice.
Often I felt I was simply sitting for 30 minutes doing nothing, with no clue if I was doing it right…
“What’s your running pace per mile?”, asked my friend. I looked blank.
“How far do you normally run?” I shrugged my shoulders.
“Are you even training for anything?!”
I’d recently started exercising again and my mate wanted to know about specific running results.
Much to his chagrin, I didn’t have any to show…
Here’s the October analysis.
I’m definitely finding these mini-reviews helpful to objectively assess my behaviours over the previous month.
When you write honestly about your actions, there’s no hiding…
Thoughts crowded into my head, demanding attention.
I was living in Berlin; anxious, jobless and unsure what to do next.
I wanted to change career, but didn’t know how to do it.
On one hand, the future seemed full of potential and possibility, while on the other, it appeared a scary, hostile place.
Fortunately, in that time of transition, I had one thing I could rely on…
“Not deciding is a decision itself”, my friend said.
He was right.
I just didn’t know which option to choose, consumed by paralysis analysis and unwilling to commit either way.
If we’re the sum of our choices in life, at that moment I didn’t add up to much.
“You won, said my boss. Well done!”
He handed me a certificate for a countrywide physiotherapy examination in which I’d achieved the best mark, along with a prize.
I was overjoyed and not a little surprised.
You see, it was only a few years before that I’d almost flunked my course…
Tasks piled up around me like dirty dishes.
Unsure what to tackle next, I let them accumulate, procrastinating on important projects.
I was undermotivated and overwhelmed.
Sound familiar?
I touched down in Rio De Janeiro.
It was hot and humid and I was a sweaty mess.
Lugging my massive backpack I found a taxi which careened dangerously through city traffic to a hostel I’d booked for two nights.
My vague intention was to travel through South America, seeing how far I could get…
I forgot to eat, but it wasn’t a concern.
Going to go the toilet was a last-minute, rush job. I just couldn’t spare the time.
My mission needed completing and simply wouldn’t wait.
The game was Command and Conquer and it demanded my full, unremitting attention…