Thinking vs. Living
Jerry Strebig, Grunt 'n Pokers
Many of you have
heard me say this before: "Thinking about life is not living life."
I know a lot about
"thinking about life." From the ages of 16 to 28, a span of 12 years,
I was in weekly counseling, off and on, for eight years. I also have
done EST, the Sterling Men's Weekend and the New Warrior Weekend, plus
numerous other workshops. The bookcase at my house includes about 30
philosophy and self help books. I enjoyed scrutinizing and debating
the little nuances of life and decisions I and others made. I knew I
was smart, I got good grades in college. I passed the Mensa test with
flying colors, only missing one question. I was proud of how much I
knew about life, relationships and myself.
And I wasn't happy.
What went wrong?
Wasn't all that learning making me a better man? In some ways, yes.
Weren't all those workshops enlightening me? Probably.
But I was missing
the boat on one key factor. I still wasn't happy. Today I can say I
was over-thinking the passion and excitement out of life. Over-thinking
to the point I was not living a balanced life. If you think a moment,
I bet you know someone, or a little bit of all of us, like this now.
They think and pause for what seems like an eternity before the controlled
words dribble from their mouths. Quite often in a monotone voice. They
work to excruciating lengths to improve themselves, often without fun
for balance. They quote others and don't speak their own mind or from
their hearts. They are improving themselves but still aren't good enough,
sometimes to the point of sadness. There is really no fault here. In
high-tech Silicon Valley, over-examination seems to be the norm. And,
I was one of these men.
I don't remember
exactly when, but I made a life changing decision. I was going to
think less about life for the sake of living it. What does
that mean? I was giving up on the small and even some medium shit. I
was going to stop over analyzing my life. I was going to be less introspective.
I would take more risks, knowing I would make mistakes. I would be more
active. I was going to accept more of my faults, without the need to
change them. I would feel less shame.
I made a conscious
decision to be more shallow, to be more happy and balanced.
Boy, that sounds
weird. The reaction from others has been interesting. It has ranged
from being told I was "dumbing down" my life, to having the decision
be called "emotionally intelligent." I'm personally leaning towards
emotionally intelligent. Over thinking and rationalizing ones life to
the point where the passion and excitement is gone? How dumb is that
if one of life's main goals is to be happy? Then the decision to stop
over-analyzing life for the sake of happiness and passion is very intelligent.
I'm not saying to stop the journey of improvement. I still do the work,
with my team and occasionally with a counselor. But, at some point I
want to stop crying and just go out and knock shit down, for balance.
By not living in
my brain, I found there was more space for my balls. I am now more secure.
I have more friends, men and women. And women seem to be more attracted
to me physically, even without hair and being overweight. I also am
much more excited about life. In this long process my arrogance (I am
so cool and studly) and my humility (I am a man, no better, nor worse
than any other man) have both grown. And for others in the over-analyzing,
unbalanced mode, I say take a heavy dose of self-acceptance and forgiveness.
Most mistakes we've made, or are going to make in the future, aren't
as big as we make them out to be. I'm guessing you will also find accepting
and forgiving others will be easier also. Sometimes the hardest work,
is just letting go. Living in the power of my balls feels great.
I got myself to
this point, but I also credit EST, Sterling, and New Warrior for opening
my eyes, and my team and counselors for supporting me. Along the path
of life I have found the animal in me is more enjoyable and attractive
to be around, for me and others, than the intellectual. "More balls,
less brains" does a man wonders. I LOVE that.
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