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Risk Management
Nov. 13th, 2010 05:15 pmIt was pointed out to me not long ago--by a not-so-impartial source, mind you, but in a relatively constructive way--that I'm kind of a chickenshit. And in certain arenas, that's completely true. There are some parts of life that I plan meticulously, because it just calms me. I like knowing what's going on, and it helps me feel on control of the eleventy-billion things that may be happening at a given time.
But, a certain amount of room for spontaneity has to be there, or I'll just feel trapped and overburdened. I allow myself some areas to go with the flow, and I'm certainly easygoing about a lot of things, but pushing past fear has always been a trial. Only the most calculated risks tend to pass muster, when anything truly important to me is on the line. That's generally a smart way to operate, but it's not a smart way to push boundaries and make breakthroughs.
Now, I'm looking at doing something that is decidedly out of my norm: last-minute, frivolous, accidental, and spontaneous. My stomach is doing flip-flops, and I can't tell if it's due to excitement or abject terror. Hell, it could be a little of both.
But, some risks are worth taking. A life devoid of risk tends to be a life without reward. I do have a few pretty significant risks waiting in the wings, likely to make their appearance over the next year or so, and maybe it's time I start getting used to that idea. I'll need to be ready to meet change and roll with it, more than I ever have before.
Maybe this is the beginning of something greater.
But, a certain amount of room for spontaneity has to be there, or I'll just feel trapped and overburdened. I allow myself some areas to go with the flow, and I'm certainly easygoing about a lot of things, but pushing past fear has always been a trial. Only the most calculated risks tend to pass muster, when anything truly important to me is on the line. That's generally a smart way to operate, but it's not a smart way to push boundaries and make breakthroughs.
Now, I'm looking at doing something that is decidedly out of my norm: last-minute, frivolous, accidental, and spontaneous. My stomach is doing flip-flops, and I can't tell if it's due to excitement or abject terror. Hell, it could be a little of both.
But, some risks are worth taking. A life devoid of risk tends to be a life without reward. I do have a few pretty significant risks waiting in the wings, likely to make their appearance over the next year or so, and maybe it's time I start getting used to that idea. I'll need to be ready to meet change and roll with it, more than I ever have before.
Maybe this is the beginning of something greater.
