‘What, Me Worry’

For those, baby boomers, who wiled away the hours reading Mad Magazine, you may recall that ‘What, Me Worry’ was the caption under the face of Alfred E. Newman.

Certainly, worry is a, primary, consumer of much of our lives.

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Have you ever found yourself worrying about some issue, perhaps infinitesimal, and later discovered that it was a waste of time to be concerned about it?

Often, in the workplace, we are consumed with the cares of the office or shop.  We seek influence, political or otherwise, to advance our careers and keep a wary eye on  our colleagues and their advancement or their work production.

As a retired professor said to me recently, her academic credentials did not have the same cache as when she was employed.

We chase; promotion, position, and prominence…only to find that they last, but a moment!

In the university community, that I was a member of for my entire career, the hierarchal structure lends itself to, inflating the self-importance of many leaders.

When you are no longer a; supervisor, or an administrator, or a chancellor or president…you quickly discover that, indeed, you did not experience transubstantiation into a magical and mystical new person…but that you are, simply a human being…with the same challenges that all of the human beings, that you formerly supervised, undergo!

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I have watched colleagues and friends become enraptured in people that hold leadership positions.  I worry about their, certain disappointment, when they discover that their, idol, has feet of clay!

We worry about what others think of us or if they had a, hidden agenda, in a comment that they made.  When, in reality, we probably have not crossed their mind.

Many times, worry may be likened to, ‘not being able to see the forest for the trees!’

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Of course there is the well known saying, ‘Do not sweat the small stuff…and it is all small stuff!’

Life is a game of calculated risks.

The, fiscally,  conservative person says, ‘let me save every penny that I can…and deny myself any rewards from my labor…and when I die…wear a suit with big pockets!’

The, fiscally, liberal person intones, ‘let me travel and eat and drink…and think of today…and tomorrow will take care of itself!’

Retirement, is referred to as the golden years.

A key to enjoying the golden years is to do things that you, throughly, enjoy doing…as well as focusing on helping others.

The gift of shunning the negative and embracing the positive…is life affirming and a vanquisher of worry.

Negative media can cause worry!  It is important to be engaged in the world that we live in…but not obsessed with it.  Many times we must decide what we have the power to influence and what we have to accept…

‘God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference.’    Reinhold Niebuhr

So often the things that we, obsessively, worry about…do not remotely represent the challenges that we will face.

Have you ever had a worry suddenly melt away…like a snowball in July?

Life, often presents us with the, mental picture, that we have of ourselves!

If you have an image of yourself as a winner and someone who can overcome obstacles…you will!

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If your mental photograph…shows you with a dark cloud over your head…and never hitting the baseball or never kicking the football…never getting the opportunity that you are, certain, that others receive on a regular basis…then…those whom you encounter…will treat you accordingly!

 

 

 

 

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