Today I had a phone meeting with a man who has successfully traveled the same path that I hope to travel – taking a theatre program on to military bases. It’s a meeting that I’ve been eagerly anticipating for a couple of weeks…and also building up a terrible case of nerves. In my mind, I had blown it up into a conversation that could change. my. life. — and if it didn’t, that clearly meant I wasn’t working hard enough!
Thankfully, a little while before the appointed time, I called my mom and she listened while I talked myself off the cliff. No matter what this was not a “make or break” conversation. I was putting far too much pressure on myself – not to mention on this gentleman who, poor guy, had no idea the huge importance I was placing on his feedback.
The truth is, this is one conversation and one stepping stone amongst many. A path has been laid before me and my job is to follow it…not to figure out how to re-construct it brick by brick. I have to keep putting one foot in front of the other to make the progress that I know how to make this day. Tomorrow will take care of itself.
The phone call went well. He had a huge wealth of knowledge that he was happy to impart. It turns out I’d already set up some of the meetings and made some of the plans that he would have suggested that I make. He also overturned a bunch of my assumptions about the most effective way to pursue this project, which means that I have some re-calibration to do. But interestingly, I don’t feel disheartened by that. In fact, I feel excited.
Next week I have another meeting that will hopefully bring me the next step closer to putting the first workshop up on its feet here in New Hampshire.
Not putting so much pressure on myself – it’s a lesson that I encounter pretty frequently. Thankfully today I recognized it before it bit me in the butt, rather than after. And given all the other possibilities, that is definitely a miracle!