Wit's End . . . Notes from the Principal
Tis the season. Oh, yes it is. Maybe, just maybe, in the last week or so, you have felt put upon. Maybe, just maybe, you have suffered a disappointment, a let-down. Very likely one or more people has stepped on your toes, at least figuratively if not literally. Yes, tis the season. And it is a season (not just an hour or even a day or a week) . . . of stressors and high expectations, of intended communications, and missed understandings. There is a great deal of good tidings and well wishes, but we seem to operate at such warp speed that we miss many of them. In the rush that consumes us quite easily, we give in to the exhaustion. We feel frantic and frazzled and just plain bothered by it all.
Well, take a moment. Sit down. Breathe. I hope when you are done reading this column, you will have had a momentary respite. The outcome is simple and quite easy - voice gratitude. When I am consciously grateful for something or someone, calm occurs. I cannot speak any word of appreciation without feeling, at least at that moment, calm. Each of you needs a bit of calm. How do I know? Tis the season. Enough said.
So let me begin by throwing a statistic at you, a number that will very likely do anything but soothe. Ready? The world’s population has reached seven billion people; that’s billion with a “b.” I bet that surprised at least a few of you. Such a number is nearly incomprehensible, so it is a significant challenge to try and make a connection between the state of one’s own life and the situation of other human beings. Yes, most of us know we have it good, but if you are like me, it is easy to lose sight of just how good.