Procrastination
The Fairy Blogmother knows lots about procrastination, and you know she does. The last posting at this blog was in December of 2004. If that's not proof of a master procrastinator, I don't know what is.
I'm an old hand at this bad habit. At the age of 11, I remember spending hours on a high wooden raft on the South River near Annapolis Maryland watching other vacationers doing fancy dives and cannonball jumps into the water below. And me? I stood fearfully by the edge of the 12 foot high wooden structure trying to summon the courage to take my first jump. And jump I did, finally. But not without the help of my 70 year old grandfather who could no longer watch me in agony. Would I have made the move without his gentle push? Maybe later that week, or maybe not even during that summer vacation at all. And how did I thank this man for his help in making my time at the beach so much fun? I didn't speak to him for days. We made peace finally, and I realize how grateful I should have been for his help. Sometimes it takes another to help us out of our pattern of procrastination and the widom to know when we need help.
And where does this awful habit come from? Do we hesitate to act because we are lazy, bored, overworked? I think not. I believe we take these action pauses due to fear. We try to be perfect and fear that we won't be. So often we do nothing.
My message today is to move ahead. Take action. If you've been holding back it's time to move on. Write that blog, Say hello to that guy next door. Call that old friend. Ask the boss for a change in your duties or raise in pay. Or jump off that raft. You can swim, can't you?
I'm an old hand at this bad habit. At the age of 11, I remember spending hours on a high wooden raft on the South River near Annapolis Maryland watching other vacationers doing fancy dives and cannonball jumps into the water below. And me? I stood fearfully by the edge of the 12 foot high wooden structure trying to summon the courage to take my first jump. And jump I did, finally. But not without the help of my 70 year old grandfather who could no longer watch me in agony. Would I have made the move without his gentle push? Maybe later that week, or maybe not even during that summer vacation at all. And how did I thank this man for his help in making my time at the beach so much fun? I didn't speak to him for days. We made peace finally, and I realize how grateful I should have been for his help. Sometimes it takes another to help us out of our pattern of procrastination and the widom to know when we need help.
And where does this awful habit come from? Do we hesitate to act because we are lazy, bored, overworked? I think not. I believe we take these action pauses due to fear. We try to be perfect and fear that we won't be. So often we do nothing.
My message today is to move ahead. Take action. If you've been holding back it's time to move on. Write that blog, Say hello to that guy next door. Call that old friend. Ask the boss for a change in your duties or raise in pay. Or jump off that raft. You can swim, can't you?
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