Franklin D. Roosevelt once said “when you come to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on”.
Certain moments bring opportunity to move beyond self, and it’s what we choose in these moments that stretch, expand and ultimately define us. Simple enough in principle… an absolute *%^&?! in practice.
We’ve all got our emotional triggers like clandestine Pandora’s pirouetting in the wings; all it takes is a gentle nudge to trip her up and watch her fly, landing unceremoniously in full view of the audience. Spot lighted of course!
Embarrassing?
Totally.
Want to run for cover?
Yep.
Instant drama, like instant coffee, leaves a bitter taste of regret. But why should we feel embarrassed about our own shortcomings? I mean, this is our learning mechanism right? Why be shy about the undeniable fact that we humans are fallible? We say, and do, really daft-arse things… and predictably at the worst possible moment.

And so I dust myself off, quit self-flagellating, and resolve to be a better version of me.
Rosy.
Right up until the moment Pandora makes her next, even more spectacular entrance, like Kato, catching me completely off-guard, and I’m back on my butt.
So now what?
I dust myself off…again, and resolve to be a better version of me.

Tie a knot. Hang on.

V

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