Two weeks ago, I was approached and asked to be “involved” in a new and exciting initiative. I jumped at it. I like taking on new challenges, being involved in new things. Did I enquire about my level of involvement at that time? No. I simply said “Hell yes”.
A week later, I start realising how “involved” I was going to be. So lately, time is precious. Really precious. Deep breath, I tell myself, it’s okay, I can manage. It’s like going back to school, learning new tools, trying to master it so I can teach it proficiently to the new team. Did I get stuck? Oh yes, at times hours were spent trying to figure out little, minute things. Ok great, got past that, moving on..
Today, I dug around further, trying to understand the pieces surrounding the context of this new initiative so I could start moving on to other related tasks. I start realising that what I know so far, is a tiny sand grain in a little section of a beach that goes on for miles and miles.
You know that feeling you get when something actually starts to sink in? Like pins and needles creeping up on you, from head to toe, in what seems like hours?
You know when you feel like you know it all, but realisation sets in that you’ve barely scratched the surface?
What do you do at this point?
You take it one step at a time, focusing on the present, while knowing there’s a bigger purpose in all of this. You also accept that mistakes are okay; they are the best way of learning and getting from Point A to Point Z (while trying to minimise the # of mistakes along the way of course). You put your heart and soul into it, and desire any tangible outcome to be a reflection of your strengths. You steer clear of the naysayers and cling on to the ones that inspire you.
At the end of all this, when you feel you’ve accomplished what you had set out to do, you take a deep breath…smile, reflect, throw in a vacation by the beach …. and are ready to do it all over again.