The chess board and the calendar are one and the same.
For each demands strategy and each is a game,
of reaction and discipline and boldness in kind.
I marvel at masters,
while struggling to keep more than two moves in mind
I marvel at poets as well, for my words betray me as a clydesdale and my words as poetry on the fly. So be it – not every dance is a tango. Back to the topic at hand, the similarities between the chess board and the calendar. I win my share of chess matches, but I find my vision of the board betrays me at times. I focus so much on my own moves that I don’t always see the threat lurking on the other side. But I know sometimes I can overcome a threat, while strategically making a noble sacrifice, with action towards my objective. Chess and the calendar do demand reaction and discipline and boldness, and I try to play both with equal grace, but still struggle with each. We never master the game of chess, just as we never master the calendar.
I look at the moves I’ve made with time over the last twelve months, and know that I’ve made some moves I regret, but also many that I’m quite pleased with. 2019 is a year of brilliant highlights mixed with some real duds, which makes it like just about every year I’ve been on the planet. We build the calendar and hope for the best. I can stand back and see myself in the beginning of a pivot, but the direction I’m pivoting isn’t entirely clear yet. So I press on, filling the calendar with necessary meetings and positive habits that offer incremental growth. A few have paid off, a few have been complete failures, and a few are just in the embryonic stage and need a bit of nurturing to grow. Such is life; we never look like what we once were when we grow.
Playing chess last night against the computer instead of a human, I felt bored and was going through the motions. Passing the time. That’s a great time to walk away from something when that something doesn’t move you towards a place you need to be, and I finished the game and turned off the computer. Life is too short to play boring games, and chess had lost its luster for me for the moment. In some ways the calendar has too, and it’s a wake-up call to see where the calendar is taking me and start filling it with more things that get me where I’m going. Wherever that may be. Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it, as the saying goes. As in chess, stop being distracted by reactionary moves and be more bold. Better still, weave a little more magic into the calendar. Ready?