I recently completed one of my life goals yesterday: I went downtown (Chicago if you’re curious) alone. Yes, I know that it may not be a big deal, and yes, going downtown is probably an everyday occurrence for most of you, but for me, this was HUGE.
Among my friends, I’m notorious for not being able to specify where I am by anything other than building name, even if I’ve been in a particular area over a dozen times. I’m the guy that knows exactly where everything is, but can’t give specific directions on how to get there.
I had been meaning to go downtown for ages now. I really was. I wanted to traverse the windy city and explore it to the fullest. I pictured myself, camera in hand, meeting new people, walking through the malls, eating at a hot dog stand – as you can see, I had the vision.
But, you see, whenever I talked about this goal that I so vividly pictured in my head, I tended to do nothing afterwards. I’d talk a big game, but I wouldn’t feel the need to show anything for it.
I guess somehow I thought my goal would just achieve itself (as I type this, I’m chuckling to myself). How stupid I was being thinking that somehow problems would just solve themselves!
I realize now that what I was doing was just sugar-talking (it sounds sweet, but in the end, it’s just talk). I wasn’t making any headway on what I wanted to do. My goal just sat there in the back of my head, gathering dust.
I was the rock
In more ways than one, you could say I was acting like a rock. Stubborn as ever, not caring if I achieved my goal or not, but still willing to blab about it. I didn’t move backwards, forwards, sideways, anyways – I just stood still. No progress was lost or gained. The winds of change blew right past me. You could even say that it was eroding away my self respect over time.
But at some point, I got tired of being the rock. People were out there actually doing things. And what was I doing? Absolutely nothing, that’s what.
Be the snail
In one fell swoop, I decided to graduate my mindset: from rock to snail. No longer would I sit idle, forever waiting for the right moment. I would take a chance, ease in and hope for the best. I knew that the best course of action wasn’t just to start taking buses and trains by myself, hoping to make it to Chicago (that would be stupid). Instead I inched toward my goal, going on trips with friends to get a lay of the land. I would sometimes wander off to be a little adventurous outside of the group and return shortly after.
In time, I would be ready to face one of my biggest challenges yet.
Did I succeed?
Being a snail paid off in a big way: so much so that I succeeded. It wasn’t as difficult as I imagined, to be honest. I guess I was being hard-headed for no reason. But now I know that whenever I tackle a goal, simply be a snail.
“In philosophy if you aren’t moving at a snail’s pace you aren’t moving at all.” – Iris Murdoch
How are you going about achieving your goals? Are you slowly making progress or are you not making any at all?
photo credit: Robert Thomson





