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I had a light bulb moment yesterday which I thought I would share.
I realised that I have agonised over some choices for so long that I have reached a fixed state of “analysis paralysis” that I have been mistaking for reality. I KNOW I will never read all the books I want to read, or visit all the countries I want to visit, or really get to know all the great composers …. or even get the spare room EXACTLY the way I want it; but I was still trying to read every time management book under the sun to find how to do it all.
As a result, I do little or nothing of the above, and when I do, it amounts to little more than a series of sporadic false starts. Areas of my life are consequently vanishing in grey drizzle.
Just after I wrote my Zen post yesterday, a solution occurred to me :idea:. Just make a choice! Pick one country, one author, one composer (one paint colour) and plunge in! There will never be enough time to get everything done. But this commitment to one thing in each category could keep me absorbed and entertained for years.
In the tradition of Zen, I deduced that my indecision was coming between me and the way the world really is. I was connecting with nothing, because of this false assumption that there is some secret to getting it ALL done.
I used to be afraid of turning away from the whole chocolate box - but now it seems like a damn good idea. Commitment to a course of action is relaxed by comparison to all that indecision.
Dave
I realised that I have agonised over some choices for so long that I have reached a fixed state of “analysis paralysis” that I have been mistaking for reality. I KNOW I will never read all the books I want to read, or visit all the countries I want to visit, or really get to know all the great composers …. or even get the spare room EXACTLY the way I want it; but I was still trying to read every time management book under the sun to find how to do it all.
As a result, I do little or nothing of the above, and when I do, it amounts to little more than a series of sporadic false starts. Areas of my life are consequently vanishing in grey drizzle.
Just after I wrote my Zen post yesterday, a solution occurred to me :idea:. Just make a choice! Pick one country, one author, one composer (one paint colour) and plunge in! There will never be enough time to get everything done. But this commitment to one thing in each category could keep me absorbed and entertained for years.
In the tradition of Zen, I deduced that my indecision was coming between me and the way the world really is. I was connecting with nothing, because of this false assumption that there is some secret to getting it ALL done.
I used to be afraid of turning away from the whole chocolate box - but now it seems like a damn good idea. Commitment to a course of action is relaxed by comparison to all that indecision.
Dave