The Great Dilemma!

A dilemma.

In business we constantly make difficult decisions, this one has me perplexed.

When demolishing our old kitchen we uncovered a solid floor safe.

The decision I have to make is: should we use an expert to try and open it; try to unlock it ourselves as we've often watched on TV; or should we dig it out and use an angle grinder and hope for the best.

Our HSW manager says that I am not allowed to use explosives, such a killjoy.

The dilemma, if we get an expert or try to open it ourselves in the conventional manner, there are only three opportunities to open it before the failsafe activates meaning it can never be opened using the tumbler!

Perhaps we should just cover it back over and let somebody else make the decision. It wouldn't be the first time decisions are left for someone else to make.

However, if we leave it for someone else we might always wonder what, if anything, was inside the safe.

The newest member of the WARN team wants to have a go before any decision is made. To be honest, he's probably more qualified than we are given digging up treasure is in his DNA.

When In Doubt.....

As a crisis negotiator, there’s a moment I’ll never forget: the long, lonely walk towards someone standing on the wrong side of a bridge’s handrail, contemplating whether to jump.

That walk is desperately lonely. Every step is filled with fear: wondering what to say, what if I say the wrong thing, what if it doesn’t go well, what if they jump, will I be blamed?

Add to this the fact that I was living with depression myself, with at least one serious ideation in my past.

The thing is - many of us have that same long, lonely walk.

It might not have been on a bridge. It could be as simple as heading into a difficult meeting at work.

These situations, and so many more, create that same lonely, agonising feeling.

It doesn’t have to be a matter of life and death. The long, lonely walk can arrive at any time our brain thinks we need to be on high alert.

The stomach ties itself in knots, so tight that it hurts. The heart pounds so hard it feels like it might break through your chest. Our mouth goes so dry that you fear you won’t be able to speak.

We’ve all had that feeling, the feeling of extreme fear in what is otherwise everyday life.

So, how do we control those unnecessary thoughts?

How do we bring our heart rate down, loosen the knot in our stomach, and steady our voice?

Start by breathing out!

When we’re anxious, we tend to hold our breath or breathe shallowly. This activates our sympathetic nervous system and puts us on high alert.

A long, slow exhale signals to the brain that we’re safe, activating the parasympathetic nervous system, our natural ‘calm down’ switch.

Then, breathe in and out as slowly as possible. Forget counting; your brain will remain active if you count.

The long, lonely walk is part of being human. You don’t have to walk it alone, and you don’t have to be ruled by fear.

With a few simple tools, you can steady yourself. Ready to receive the news, ready to do the right thing, ready to accept change, and maybe even feel a spark of hope for what comes next.

When in doubt, simply breathe out. Try it right now.

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Leave With Grace.

As a former detective, I learned two things about evidence.

One is the jigsaw puzzle: a single piece by itself means very little; enough pieces reveal a picture.

The other is the rope. One strand has little strength, yet as each strand is added, the rope becomes stronger.

Business is much the same.

Most people see the contracts won, the workshops delivered and the positive feedback.

What they don't see are the calls not returned, the meetings cancelled, the emails unanswered and the opportunities that quietly disappear.

When your business is built around you, rejection can feel personal. After all, you're offering your ideas, your experience, your reputation and your name.

Furthermore, if you choose to put yourself out into the world, to speak publicly, appear in the media, get on social media, or share opinions on difficult topics, you quickly learn a simple truth.

Not everyone will like what you have to say.

Some will agree with you, some won't. Some will make up their minds about you without ever meeting you. That's business, and that’s life.

Years ago, that bothered me. Today, it doesn't as much. Maybe it’s an age thing.

I see business as a challenge. I look for opportunities, make contact and invite people to experience what I do. Some say yes, some say no, some never reply.

I have a simple rule: three attempts, then I let go. Well, sometimes four, they may have missed one or two of the others 😊.

One of the biggest lessons I've learned is that the word no rarely means forever. I've had organisations choose other providers only to return years later.

At the time, it felt disappointing, yet looking back, it was simply their decision.

The experience taught me that rejection is information, not identity.

These days I worry less about closed doors. I've seen too many reopen when I least expected it.

Treat people well, do good work, stay true to your values, leave with grace when you're not wanted.

Then move forward.

Life has a funny way of weaving the strands of the rope together when the time is right.

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Maybe Fear is Simply Paying Attention.

Few people know this, but I once took up skydiving.

Apparently being a police officer didn't provide enough excitement, so I organised for our section to do a parachute jump at the local Air Force Sports Club.

The first jump was incredible, exhilarating, life-changing, a total rush.

Of course, the first jump was easy. I was too terrified to know what was happening.

Living in the moment became living in approximately three seconds at a time.

The second jump was much harder. The first jump is blind panic, while the second jump is ‘informed’ panic.

You suddenly know what can go wrong, and unfortunately, my brain felt obliged to share every possible scenario.

Despite this, I caught the bug. I've always had this strange belief that if something scares me, I should probably do more of it to overcome the fear.

Looking back, that may explain a lot about my childhood.

Eventually I progressed to freefall, a wonderfully descriptive name. A bit like calling turbulence ‘unexpected movement.’

The theory was simple. You jump out of the aircraft, you remain calm, you follow the procedure.

If something went wrong, there were safety systems in place. Easy, what could go wrong?

Unfortunately, my nervous system had no interest in simple. The instructor would say GO, and I reckon my hand was already halfway to the ripcord.

I wasn't free-falling; I was panic-falling and paying for the opportunity - nothing about it was free.

I completed a few more jumps, hoping I'd eventually relax. I didn't; I was terrified.

Did I get a buzz out of it? No. The buzz came from surviving death.

Eventually I told the jumpmaster that my latest jump would be my last. He looked surprised. Why, he said, don't you get a buzz from it anymore?

My reply: No, I'm scared as hell every single time. Then something strange happened, that final jump was perfect.

For the first time ever, I relaxed. I was stable, in control; the horizon sat exactly where it should.

I checked my altimeter, enjoyed the view, pulled the ripcord when I was supposed to. It was everything skydiving enthusiasts talk about.

When I landed, the jumpmaster walked over and said, ‘Now you're ready.’

The next step was a jump with two instructors holding me stable so I could experience the full joy of freefall. He was genuinely excited. Me, not so much.

Mate, I have just spent several years discovering I don't enjoy falling towards Earth at 200 kilometres an hour.

That was the last time I visited a drop zone. It turns out there are easier ways to deal with fear, many of them involve keeping both feet on the ground.

The lesson? People often say growth happens outside your comfort zone, and that's true.

But sometimes wisdom is recognising that your comfort zone was actually making a good point.

After all, if someone told you the activity involved throwing yourself out of an aeroplane and hoping a collection of strings sorted everything out, maybe fear wasn't the problem.

Maybe fear was simply paying attention.