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What Are You Doing “Just in Case”?

October 29th, 2008 · No Comments

I knew what I had to do today.  The thought was scary.  I was really, really hesitant.  Is this the right decision? Can I be sure?  What if I make a mistake?

I’ve held a license as an educational therapist for about 10 years.   I thought, “Well even though I don’t want to do this work anymore, I should maintain this license, just in case….”

Just in case what? It’s practical, sure, but I have a full-time coaching business that I love and this particular just in case is based on an assumption I might lose the work I love and go back to work I don’t love.

So I decided that just in case is not a sufficient reason to do keep this license.  Just in case wasn’t coming from the reality of a thriving business doing work I love, and it wasn’t coming from desire, from what I really, really want.

So I sent an email notifying my certifying company that I would not be renewing.  Simple.  Straightforward.  Direct.  It was scary to push the send button on my email.  My hands trembled a bit and I caught my breath.  And a few minutes later, it felt fantastic.  Clean, honest, clear.

What are you holding onto just in case that you really don’t need?

Tags: desire · fear · risk

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  • 1 Jenny // Nov 9, 2008 at 9:55 am

    Terry, I’m just getting around to reading this post. It’s the one for me. My whole life is a “just in case!” And I hear you when you say it comes from fear. Thanks for putting it so plainly. Now, what can I drop from my life that I’ve been holding on to “just in case?” I’ll think that one over today.

  • 2 Terry DeMeo // Nov 9, 2008 at 10:14 am

    Yes, Jenny, for sure it’s fear. Just in case I fail at doing what I really want to do, I’ll back it up with something I feel half-hearted about. It’s ten days now since I let this license go–something I’ve wanted to do for several years. It feels great. When I got a letter the other day acknowledging my decision, I felt so secure and calm. No regrets.

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