Post by humortruthwin on Nov 4, 2019 12:58:32 GMT -8
Thanks to suggestions made on various Podcasts (JPC), I finally watched "Band of Brothers," "The Pacific," and "Saving Private Ryan," et al.
The following scene perhaps was pre-Bastogne "Band of Brothers," but since I've watched all these somewhat recently and close together, it might even be from "The Pacific."
Feel free to correct me--I don't wanna Google it right now and incite more detail-itis.
In "Band of Brothers," a guy is frozen-scared with battle induced trauma. His comrade comes up, says almost nothing, and simply hands him a shovel. Powerful.
I actually paused the TV and wrote down the exact words which the comrade said. I should find it and share it. Only a few words; obviously less memorable to me than the image.
Camera does a impressionable closeup of the entrenching shovel's dark blade, contrasted with a lighter background, and this audience member can't forget the brief but eternal message.
It's as if the comrade's wisdom-from-heaven said: Here's the only panacea for feeling scared (...or depressed...or lazy...or self-absorbed...or confused...or indecisive...or insert whatever.)
ACTION.
In "JPC 127: Hell Yes, I'd Do It Again," T. Fred Harvey says it best in this essential way:
"When crippling fear hit me, that was my mind's signal to do the last thing I wanted to do: TAKE ACTION."
In fact, if I remember correctly, he's the JPC guest that had the exact time limit of when he no longer allowed himself to pause in fear.
He had his superior soon calling him on the horn. And that seemingly little thing kept him accountable and likely saved his life.
Dude...this is genius psychology that mocks ivory tower education to shame, and I'm somewhat educated in the rigamarole of useless psychobabble.
It's so simple that it's too easy to miss! It's straight up counter-intuitive.
When your brain says "DON'T MOVE," that's when the simple prompt must be intentionally signaled, after forced daily repetition of your own motivational voice:
"Don't get bit by the buildup."
Echo and Jocko quoted this gem while referring to "the wait" at a Jits tourney or some other intense event.
Jocko quotes The Bard (Bill Shakespeare) about this very thing more than once. Basically: fear is the space somewhere between the thought and the act.
Heck, I just started a long and tedious basement project because of this line.
It's exciting, to boot: caulking and insulating my entire house's rim joints, sill plates, and capping/insulating 90% of the concrete blocks' top cells. The 1961 builder only did the 1961 code minimum of filling some every 6 cells with concrete
...or whatever.
Exciting project.
No excuses. Stop calling it "stress" or "nervous." It's fear. And it's there for a reason.
It ignites the fight hormones, so stop avoiding it and start marshaling it for offensive strikes toward progress, be it direct or via flank.
I'm not the expert: Listen to Podcast 127 and take T. Fred Harvey's incredibly simple yet genius and dichotomous mind-set of fear and action.
What a heart that man has! So amazing how he cried with ease and yet witnessed death with such a seemingly objective "Well, that's what happens in war" attitude of expectation.
At any rate, my home's first heating bill last winter (in Oops-state NY, btw) was twice as high as summer bills--even with AC constantly running and sun's heat inevitably reaching directly onto T-stat's face from 2-9PM. Still cheaper.
The tedium is daunting. Still is. There's no injury or pain to fear. Perhaps it's fear of commitment and "What if I miss a day and in so doing that: I fail?"
Simply, I was bit by the buildup.
It successfully talked me out of ever starting and this "buildup bite" started about 10 months ago when I first learned about the situation.
After all, it's my first winter in my first home after having my first kid. Plus there are no lives at stake on a battlefield somewhere.
It ticks me off knowing I'd be done by now (pre-winter) if I only did a mere one block a day for the last 10 months. Easily long done.
For what it's worth, I've committed to "one block a day."
If I fly--I tell myself--one block can take 15 minutes at best. It's a lot harder when my 10-month-old goes to bed, as the acoustics in my unfinished basement (thanks to my partial demo) can wake her at am 11PM or 1AMish.
My problem is, once I get going I hate stopping and killing the momentum. It's being a workaholic not being lazy--that's my flaw, a tendency that isn't good for my marriage and family relationships, nor my sleep patterns.
I'm about 1-1/2 weeks into it. I've missed a couple days but have made them up since then.
My boss (my dad) is out with a major sickness and recovery, so my work responsibilities spiked a bit since I'm his right hand man to help operate multiple businesses, most of them totally physical and demanding.
The challenges strengthen the resolve to quit and the resolve to press on: I'm glad I get to choose.
The missed days are discouraging. In fact, I missed two days in a row and inertia started buzzing around right away like wasps at a picnic.
I lied to myself by saying, "I'm tired, it's boring, and I'm sick of needing to be quiet as a church mouse every time...but I can knock out 10-15 minutes."
Take that, buildup. I guess I beat a lie with a lie: it took more than 30 minutes.
KNOW YOUR "WHY?"
For this project, my "WHY?" is: Would I rather pay the higher utility bill when I don't have?...And how long can I approve of lying to myself by being afraid of something while deceivingly saying 'this isn't a fear thing'?"
How about you?
You have any life situations like this?
--Is there some procrastination or indecisiveness holding you back, ever cooking on the back-burner, lying to you, and disrupting your peace?
--Is it fear and you don't have the courage to call it what it is? What's the truth of the matter?
--Maybe it's a relationship issue and not a task or long-term workout program at all, but is a moment of forgiveness or facing some necessary conflict...?
--What non-negotiable time limit could you commit to and implement immediately to stop the power of CHOOSING to get bit by the buildup?
Best part is, you get to choose all of these: life has an a la carte menu.
That lousy buildup hits all of us. In our own unique ways.
Mine hits me and your strength zone doesn't have that flaw; yours hits you and my strength zone luckily dodges that bullet.
It'd be nice to trade. I wish I could borrow your "tedious basement work" strength zone and return it when the job's done.
But then I'd miss out on strengthening that invisible anti-fear muscle: ACTION.
Hey, Jocko and Echo, if you grace us with your presence to read this, idea:
Per explained above, coffee mug and/or T-shirt with a picture of that shovel.
Layers.
Trenches.
Hide the "X" wherever.
The following scene perhaps was pre-Bastogne "Band of Brothers," but since I've watched all these somewhat recently and close together, it might even be from "The Pacific."
Feel free to correct me--I don't wanna Google it right now and incite more detail-itis.
In "Band of Brothers," a guy is frozen-scared with battle induced trauma. His comrade comes up, says almost nothing, and simply hands him a shovel. Powerful.
I actually paused the TV and wrote down the exact words which the comrade said. I should find it and share it. Only a few words; obviously less memorable to me than the image.
Camera does a impressionable closeup of the entrenching shovel's dark blade, contrasted with a lighter background, and this audience member can't forget the brief but eternal message.
It's as if the comrade's wisdom-from-heaven said: Here's the only panacea for feeling scared (...or depressed...or lazy...or self-absorbed...or confused...or indecisive...or insert whatever.)
ACTION.
In "JPC 127: Hell Yes, I'd Do It Again," T. Fred Harvey says it best in this essential way:
"When crippling fear hit me, that was my mind's signal to do the last thing I wanted to do: TAKE ACTION."
In fact, if I remember correctly, he's the JPC guest that had the exact time limit of when he no longer allowed himself to pause in fear.
He had his superior soon calling him on the horn. And that seemingly little thing kept him accountable and likely saved his life.
Dude...this is genius psychology that mocks ivory tower education to shame, and I'm somewhat educated in the rigamarole of useless psychobabble.
It's so simple that it's too easy to miss! It's straight up counter-intuitive.
When your brain says "DON'T MOVE," that's when the simple prompt must be intentionally signaled, after forced daily repetition of your own motivational voice:
"Don't get bit by the buildup."
Echo and Jocko quoted this gem while referring to "the wait" at a Jits tourney or some other intense event.
Jocko quotes The Bard (Bill Shakespeare) about this very thing more than once. Basically: fear is the space somewhere between the thought and the act.
Heck, I just started a long and tedious basement project because of this line.
It's exciting, to boot: caulking and insulating my entire house's rim joints, sill plates, and capping/insulating 90% of the concrete blocks' top cells. The 1961 builder only did the 1961 code minimum of filling some every 6 cells with concrete
...or whatever.
Exciting project.
No excuses. Stop calling it "stress" or "nervous." It's fear. And it's there for a reason.
It ignites the fight hormones, so stop avoiding it and start marshaling it for offensive strikes toward progress, be it direct or via flank.
I'm not the expert: Listen to Podcast 127 and take T. Fred Harvey's incredibly simple yet genius and dichotomous mind-set of fear and action.
What a heart that man has! So amazing how he cried with ease and yet witnessed death with such a seemingly objective "Well, that's what happens in war" attitude of expectation.
At any rate, my home's first heating bill last winter (in Oops-state NY, btw) was twice as high as summer bills--even with AC constantly running and sun's heat inevitably reaching directly onto T-stat's face from 2-9PM. Still cheaper.
The tedium is daunting. Still is. There's no injury or pain to fear. Perhaps it's fear of commitment and "What if I miss a day and in so doing that: I fail?"
Simply, I was bit by the buildup.
It successfully talked me out of ever starting and this "buildup bite" started about 10 months ago when I first learned about the situation.
After all, it's my first winter in my first home after having my first kid. Plus there are no lives at stake on a battlefield somewhere.
It ticks me off knowing I'd be done by now (pre-winter) if I only did a mere one block a day for the last 10 months. Easily long done.
For what it's worth, I've committed to "one block a day."
If I fly--I tell myself--one block can take 15 minutes at best. It's a lot harder when my 10-month-old goes to bed, as the acoustics in my unfinished basement (thanks to my partial demo) can wake her at am 11PM or 1AMish.
My problem is, once I get going I hate stopping and killing the momentum. It's being a workaholic not being lazy--that's my flaw, a tendency that isn't good for my marriage and family relationships, nor my sleep patterns.
I'm about 1-1/2 weeks into it. I've missed a couple days but have made them up since then.
My boss (my dad) is out with a major sickness and recovery, so my work responsibilities spiked a bit since I'm his right hand man to help operate multiple businesses, most of them totally physical and demanding.
The challenges strengthen the resolve to quit and the resolve to press on: I'm glad I get to choose.
The missed days are discouraging. In fact, I missed two days in a row and inertia started buzzing around right away like wasps at a picnic.
I lied to myself by saying, "I'm tired, it's boring, and I'm sick of needing to be quiet as a church mouse every time...but I can knock out 10-15 minutes."
Take that, buildup. I guess I beat a lie with a lie: it took more than 30 minutes.
KNOW YOUR "WHY?"
For this project, my "WHY?" is: Would I rather pay the higher utility bill when I don't have?...And how long can I approve of lying to myself by being afraid of something while deceivingly saying 'this isn't a fear thing'?"
How about you?
You have any life situations like this?
--Is there some procrastination or indecisiveness holding you back, ever cooking on the back-burner, lying to you, and disrupting your peace?
--Is it fear and you don't have the courage to call it what it is? What's the truth of the matter?
--Maybe it's a relationship issue and not a task or long-term workout program at all, but is a moment of forgiveness or facing some necessary conflict...?
--What non-negotiable time limit could you commit to and implement immediately to stop the power of CHOOSING to get bit by the buildup?
Best part is, you get to choose all of these: life has an a la carte menu.
That lousy buildup hits all of us. In our own unique ways.
Mine hits me and your strength zone doesn't have that flaw; yours hits you and my strength zone luckily dodges that bullet.
It'd be nice to trade. I wish I could borrow your "tedious basement work" strength zone and return it when the job's done.
But then I'd miss out on strengthening that invisible anti-fear muscle: ACTION.
Hey, Jocko and Echo, if you grace us with your presence to read this, idea:
Per explained above, coffee mug and/or T-shirt with a picture of that shovel.
Layers.
Trenches.
Hide the "X" wherever.
