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A lesson from a balloon
Originally appeared on spirituality.com
Holding a yellow balloon, I stood on the platform of a suburban train station in Surrey, in the United Kingdom, and thought about how far I had progressed in such a short time. Three weeks previously, I had come to the edge of a void, both financially and professionally. I was self-employed, but my business, supplemented for several years with temporary and evening shift work, seemed to have come to nothing.
I had avoided signs warning me that I needed to make a decision about the business. Now I was without alternatives or the resources to put whatever decision I might have made into practice. I felt a strong urge to stew in self-blame, to accept that I had neither the attitude nor the skills necessary to run a business. And finding employment at my age looked like a long, difficult struggle.
I have a friend who describes those moments—or months—of uncertainty as being like the cartoon figure who runs off the edge of a cliff and then hangs there, legs a blur of running-above-nothing, before dropping out of sight with a loud yell.
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