Upon reading a very dull book, I came across a very sharp piece of advice; a shard of information that was indeed sharp enough to cut me. Amidst the array of common sense and constant laughable information, I came across a summarized passage that was extremely specific and very well-worded.
“People with performance goals unconsciously limit their potential. If your focus is showing off your ability, you pick challenges you are confident to meet. You want to look smart, so you do the same stunt over and over again. But if your goal is to increase your ability, you pick ever-increasing challenges, and you interpret setbacks as useful information that help you to sharpen your focus, get more creative, and work harder.”
I find this to be such an applicable passage and it makes me wonder: what are my goals; the true goals beneath the layers of infidelity that I wear day-by-day?
The thought was so odd to me, as I am reminded that I’ve drowned, once again, in the deception called complacency. I’ve forgotten the means of life and potential and the reality that sits before me. For months now, my direction has been foggy and my intentions have been confused.
What are your goals; the true goals beneath the layers of infidelity that you wear day-by-day?
– October 15, 2017