Storm In a Teacup

Getting the wrong end of the stick can almost certainly cause a storm in a teacup but how do you stop it when you realise you’ve too far gone to pull back from it? Do you just

continue on and finish it knowing full well you’re in the wrong or do you nip the whole charade in the bud and hope all will be forgiven (eventually). Is it really such a tough call?

I think it is because being wrong is so unhelpful to our thinking. For the most part we believe we know why we do the things that we do. I love that we can still surprise ourselves no matter how well we think we know ourselves. The self-talk about being wrong can make us doubt ourselves the next time round but it doesn’t have to bury us in the process.

Being wrong can be a defining purgatory (if one can stretch the analogy somewhat). I think where we get our knickers in a knot is when we don’t take the time to look around the walls of that defined purgatory and learn something about where it is we are. Why is that important? No reason especially, only that, it’s easier to get your bearings if you do.

The nature of an intrepid traveller is that the task of making the climb takes over and the view (wherever you are in the journey) is taken for granted because reaching the top becomes the primary aim. We forget the view because the one from the top is the be all and end all of it though I have no personal inclination to believe so!

There are so many appreciable moments and views along the way but we miss them. We miss their contribution to making the top be more appreciable. What are we thinking? Storms in a teacup happen so often we can forget the pleasure high tea can be! Tea anyone?