Deciding in the Moment

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Moving through our lives, we have many things vying for our attention, and sometimes—often—we are asked to decide, at that very moment, to make a decision that may go against our thoughts. A friend asks us out for a drink. Our boss asks us to finish our report by Monday morning, which would entail working through the weekend. What do we say in each of these instances? Many, if not most, would agree to what was asked, which would mean foregoing whatever else we might have had plans to do instead. We want to be nice, and agreeable, to our friend, to our boss, so we say ‘yes’ and put the other things on hold.Why? One answer is that when we are unclear about what is essential in our lives—work, family, leisure, etc.—we are almost defenseless. Yes, we may have made plans to go hiking with the family this weekend, or needed to be available to pick up the children, or have tickets to a concert that evening, but more strongly, we do not want to create a socially awkward situation that will put everyone out.

There is a wonderful story that author Greg McKeown tells in his book Essentialism about his friend Cynthia and her father. The two of them—Cynthia was twelve at the time—had planned a ‘date’ night in San Francisco for just the two of them, when they would take a trolley car to Chinatown, eat Chinese food—a favorite—shop for a souvenir, take in the sights, catch a movie, and then take a taxi back to the hotel, take a quick swim, order a hot-fudge sundae from room service, and then watch the late-late show. They had discussed the details over and again and the anticipation was high. Cynthia was with her father when they left the convention center, where he ran into an old friend he’d not seen for years. Cynthia watched as they embraced, and the friend said, ‘We want to invite you, and of course Cynthia, to get a spectacular seafood dinner down at the Wharf!’ Her father responded, ‘It’s great to see you. Dinner at the wharf sounds great!’ Cynthia was crushed. Then her father said, ‘But not tonight. Cynthia and I have a special date planned, don’t we?’ Whereupon he took Cynthia’s hand and they made an exit to begin their evening.

Cynthia’s father, who also happened to be Stephen R. Covey, the author of The Seven Habits of Highly Effective People, and one of the most successful business thinkers of his generation, not only taught what is essential to the business world, he lived his life according to these essentialist principles. In two sentences, he let his friend, and his daughter, know what was most important, most essential, to him. He had the clarity of his convictions guiding him and he was able to keep his plans in place without creating any sort of awkwardness for either himself, his friend, and especially his daughter. His strong internal clarity on this point made the situation easy for him to respond. When this internal clarity is not clear, many of us tend to become defenseless in the situation, and say and do things that we really don’t consider crucial, in fear of creating social awkwardness. As humans, we are designed to get along with others, which is why the thought of saying ‘No’ in these potentially awkward predicaments makes us feel guilty. But our choice at this moment is to say ‘No,’ and regret it for a few moments, or to say ‘Yes’ and regret it for a long time.

We all like to get along with others, and while it’s not pleasant at first, we can learn to say ‘No’ firmly, yet gracefully. Our own fears of letting someone down, or disappointing another are largely amplified in our own minds, but the more we are able to do it, we often find that people respect us more. They are learning that while we may not be able to do everything, when we do say ‘Yes’ that we are fully present and at our best.

On the Verge…

Security. It’s always looked upon as desirable:  a secure job, a secure home, a secure future, a secure investment.  The list is endless of the secure things or situations we desire. Why? While the answers to that question are myriad, for me, and for many others: security implies continuity, safety, protection from outside forces, longevity, and so many other things that make us feel less vulnerable and protected.  In this, however, is the myth of permanence. Of landing the perfect job, that we keep until our golden years, retiring with a gold watch, and then spending the rest of our lives in bliss. Or of the ideal marriage, to the man or woman of your dreams, to grow with each other, more in love each year. And how often does this happen?  In my experience, often enough to keep the dream alive for so many. And that’s not a bad thing; an ideal that gives hope, gives love, and a sound future, but one that also takes work, heartache, pain, and sometimes the wisdom to realize the current situation is not working for anyone involved, and it might be better to part company. But, if we go back to our original statement, security in anything is a myth, a fable used by us, and against us, to convince ourselves that this time, this person IS the answer to our prayers.  But no job is forever. Marriages that seem Heaven-blessed crumble and fall apart. Blue-chip companies fold. Real estate values fluctuate like a weather-vane.  And why does any of this matter? Because, when ‘security’ does not work out for us in whatever way, we begin to try and reconstruct the paradigm of what kept us happy for so long. As we begin to do so, the task gets muddy, difficult to define, and stymies us as to what we need to do to approximate a similar situation. And…. It. Doesn’t. Work.  And it doesn’t work because it never really existed anyway; it was just a means to justify how we were living at the time, as in “Golden Handcuffs,” to coin a phrase. My own case in point: a job I held twice (yes, once was not enough) ended with a massive layoff, a comfy severance, outplacement service, and a ‘sorry, but good luck’ from my then-boss. Not an easy breakfast to digest, but but the end of the day, it realized I didn’t have to do that stupid job again, nor would I ever need to converse with the micromanaging egotist that delivered the message.  But, five months later, as severance was coming to an end, and offers were beginning to come, I went for prestige of company, location, and salary, all reproducing, and one-upping, my previous situation. And the result: less time for personal projects, less time with my family, more time in New York, and far, far less autonomy in deciding how my day would be spent at work. This lasted nine months, the human gestation period, before I moved on to a much better, but very different, position that challenged me, made me whine and complain that I didn’t have this or didn’t have that, all the while trying to ignore that I was happy when I was actually at work, with a great team of people, and the bills were being paid, and I was okay.  Until one day I sat back and really saw where I was, what I was doing, and that this was allowing me…no, challenging me, to begin to really change in how I led my life that would bring the true, deep satisfaction of what I as doing being enough. And no. I’m not quite there yet, but with the knowledge that what I am doing is the thing I need to do to reach the next level, the next step, of my life, I am creating new ways of using this experience to teach me as much as possible, before the next logical step presents itself….