being prepared for the worst?
I’m not sure what brought this up. Maybe it’s that life is so good.
I’ve been looking back at the things that haven’t worked out so well, and I realize what a contribution they’ve made to where I am now.
I made an accounting of every major diplomatic incident, dire catastrophe, and house that fell on me. I reviewed it twice, the same way that Santa Claus reviews his list. The conclusion I landed on is stunning.
When I look at what life has handed me, I don’t really need any more Plan Bs and Worse Case Scenarios. I can just pick from the ones in my history . . . I have plenty.
I’m free to concentrate on building the positive realities.
