Horses
Derek Sivers shares a fable that I find particularly interesting. I am reading Garth Stein's excellent The Art of Racing in the Rain right now, and I find parallels to the book in this fable. I think both illustrate a piece of wisdom about life that is far too easy to ignore -- if you ever notice it at all. Allow me to try to intermesh the two.
But first, the fable:
A farmer had only one horse. One day, his horse ran away.
All the neighbors came by saying, “I'm so sorry. This is such bad news. You must be so upset.” The man just said, “We'll see.”
A few days later, his horse came back with twenty wild horses. The man and his son corraled all 21 horses.
All the neighbors came by saying, “Congratulations! This is such good news. You must be so happy!” The man just said, “We'll see.”
One of the wild horses kicked the man's only son, breaking both his legs.
All the neighbors came by saying, “I'm so sorry. This is such bad news. You must be so upset.” The man just said, “We'll see.”
The country went to war, and every able-bodied young man was drafted to fight. The war was terrible and killed every young man, but the farmer's son was spared, since his broken legs prevented him from being drafted.
All the neighbors came by saying, “Congratulations! This is such good news. You must be so happy!” The man just said, “We'll see.”
In personal and professional pursuits, it's all to easy to overthink and lose yourself in the drama of the moment. It's equally easy to look around you and make external things wholly responsible for whatever you're going through.
Next time, ask yourself: what have I done to put myself in this position? How do I prepare for what's next?
Stein notes that a good race driver executes on his immediate situation, and then instantly looks down-track to the next turn, realizing that he needs to work towards a favorable outcome there, too. Be in the moment, but always realize another moment is coming.
Don't go nuts with every victory, and don't beat yourself up for every loss. Do what you can to stay centered. It's hard as hell, but a fight worth fighting.
And for those moments when life seems out of control due to circumstances beyond your control? What do you? Do you fight, flee, celebrate or mourn?
We'll see.

