Life can throw you curveballs.
You have learned how to adjust to them. You aren’t a kid anymore. Real life is here. Partners rely on you. Businesses rely on you. Your clients rely on you.
You’ve been trained in how to handle the fastball. You’ve been hitting them all your life.
But nobody is calling you ‘Rookie’ anymore.
In front of you now, is what appears to be a curveball. Or is that that a slider? Perhaps a knuckleball.
In any case, the crowd is watching you struggle with your glaring uncomfortable disposition.
But the onlookers aren’t in the batters box. You are. You chose to walk up to this plate and give it your best. You chose this.
Block out the noise. Silence the taunters in your head. Mute and critics who hide behind their screens and those who are using your performance as an escape from their own struggles.
Who cares if your strikes become their smiles.
Their perception of what it takes to step up to that plate should not trump the comfort of peace that you need to invoke into your moment.
The bat is in your hands; not theirs. This is your moment. This is your responsibility.
As foolish as it may look to others, give this moment the best swing you have.
Make a call.
But their perception doesn’t matter. the bat isn’t in their hands. It’s in yours. This is your moment. This is your responsibility.
So Relax. Look around. Make a call.
Trust that everything that you have learned up until now is part of helping you solve this puzzle. Know that your instincts are there for a reason and are more refined than ever.
That inner peace that you feel when you are making the right decision is much more valuable than worrying about the perception of the crowd.
Trust. Have faith. Swing away.