The drumbeat always starts after August vacation in the month of September, at the beginning of the fourth fiscal quarter of the year.
“If you had worked harder, you wouldn’t be here.”
“If you had planned better, this wouldn’t be so bad.”
“If you had been better with ‘this’ client or ‘that’ client, you would have the call back now.”
“If you had written faster, or better, or with more emotional laceration, then you’d have more followers, clicks, attention, trust, by now.”
It’s the drumbeat of failure. It’s the drumbeat of fear. It’s the drumbeat that leaves me wanting to curl up in a corner and not really do anything for the rest of the day, the week the month, the year.
Speaking and believing in life, success (whatever that means) and moving forward, inexorably, is the key to overcoming all of this. But the drumbeat doesn’t care. The drumbeat wants me to dance, with the steps of anxiousness, fear, and trying to predict a future that I can’t possibly know.
This isn’t about business, or money, or security.
The drumbeat is always about fear, surrender, and playing defense.
-Peace Be With You All-
Jesan Sorrells, MA
Principal Conflict Engagement Consultant
Human Services Consulting and Training (HSCT)
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