But what if you are on the escalator? What if someone else is watching you wondering why you don’t just climb up and get where you want to go in your life? Psychologists call this your "locus of control," your sense of controlling your own future, your own happiness, your own life.
Too often people blame the commander, the sergeant, the department, a boyfriend, a girlfriend, a husband, a wife, or a partner, maybe even all eight of them for their unhappiness or unfilled dreams. Do you feel you need to get in shape, finish your degree, improve your shooting ability, find more time for your family, or stop being so miserable and find happiness, and are waiting for someone to come help? Maybe you are stuck on an escalator.
Heck, maybe I am. I was preparing for a class the other day when my wife, the Sarge, called and asked me about something I had wanted to do but had been putting off for quite a while. I had so many great excuses it was obviously not my fault; it was just going to have to wait; someday it would happen.
Fittingly, after hanging up I checked the next video in the PowerPoint I was preparing and suddenly two people appeared on an escalator. Holy Jung, talk about synchronicity. I was stuck on an escalator myself. I had the wonderful comfort of a good excuse and so I was waiting for someone to fix the escalator while I wondered what was taking the technician so long.
I suddenly flashed back to a class I had attended years ago where the trainer asked each of us to make a list of three things we wished we had more time for but just didn't. He had us write, "I wish I had more time for: 1…2…3." I wrote down: my kids, working out, and reading, in that order. What would you put in that list? In your head, pick three.