Swimming with schools of thought
Did you know there’s no such thing as talent? Well, at least according to one school of thought, that is. A school of thought that includes authors like Daniel Pink, Malcom Gladwell, Geoffrey Colvin, and Carol Dweck. What, then, separates the world-class from the rest of us? Blood, sweat, and tears basically. And a mindset that turns mistakes and failures into learning opportunities instead of finding excuses and throwing blame.
Some days I want to be world class. I work well into the evenings thinking that if I just work a little longer and harder, I’ll achieve success. Other days I’m just tired. I think I’ve been delving a bit too deep into these schools of thought, trying to fit in with those fish, that I forget that I’m a mammal and I have to surface to breathe.
I forget that I owe it too my employees to get enough sleep, exercise, and nutrition. I forget that pursuit of other interests often helps me be better at my regular job. I forget to surface.
But not this Sunday. Nope. I read somewhere that you should pay attention to what makes you happy and do more of that. Hanging out with my pets makes me happy, so this weekend I embraced another school of thought. One that believes that rest, recovery, and reflection are essential parts of the progress toward a successful and ultimately happy life. One that believes I should “hang out with my pets”.
But I’m also an incessant list maker (if it’s more than three things-I need a list), and also find joy in crossing things off from lists. So I literally put “hang out with pets” on my list. And, I’m happy to say, I was able to cross all the things off from said list.