A few weeks ago, my husband and I found ourselves to be late for a function in an area we were unfamiliar with.
Although tardiness was not new territory for us, being in an area that was foreign was. Not only were we running late, but he had taken a wrong turn setting us back even further.
|Baby you can drive my car...|
*Insert several thousand swear words, rude hand gestures and demand for divorce here*
There may or may not have been mention of strangulation.
There may or may not have been a threat made relating to the defecation on his toothbrush upon our return.
"Relax," he said to me.
"You worry too much. We'll get there."
"Make a sharp right hand turn immediately." advised the robotic, yet strangely erotically charged female simulated voice.
Husband and I both looked at each other with furrowed brows at this point, and laughed until we had tears in our eyes.
To the right of us, was a heavily trafficked highway. Just beyond that was a lush green golf course abundant with trees.
Had we listened to that advice in our vulnerable state, and in fact made that sharp turn, it would have meant certain death.
What a waste of make-up and uncommonly shaved legs that would have been.
A travesty of grand proportions.
True to my neurotic form, it got me contemplating life.
How do we as individuals navigate the direction our lives take? Do we trust our own instincts, or do we prefer to drive in the direction instructed by others?
How do we judge what advice to take on board, and how do we differentiate from the guidance that may turn out to be detrimental to our cause?
When we as individuals become lost in our journey in life, we sometimes search for our bearings externally. Perhaps in an effort to re commence going forth in what we would hope to be the right direction.
What factors drive us to heed the advice given by others, rather than listen to our own internal navigation system?
Lack of self confidence?
Blind trust in the party giving the advice?
Life is bloody hard work. At times we are faced with having to make difficult decisions.
Decisions that we may become fearful in facing alone. This is when we are at our most vulnerable, and taking the counsel offered by others should be approached with extreme caution.
· There are times when the person offering the advice may have ulterior motives.
· There are times when the person offering the advice may not have had all the facts at hand to make an informative diagnosis on your situation.
· There are times when the person offering you the advice may not actually have your best interest at heart.
· Then there are times when the person offering the advice may just have no bloody idea what the hell they are talking about.
In how many instances have we made an error in judgement by heeding external advice from friends, colleagues, siblings, or parents?
On how many occasions would it have made more sense to simply trust our own instincts rather than blindly follow the advice given by those in which we trusted?
Hindsight is in fact 20/20 vision, after all.
On my way to work the other day, I was stopped at a red traffic light on a heavily congested street.
Car's were furiously driving on either side of the road, and from the corner of my eye I was privy to seeing a mother duck with her ducklings happily waddling out from the shrubs.
She was unwittingly steering her little ducklings straight into the direction of traffic, and they were blindly following her path.
At this point I started to panic.
Being heavily pregnant with my fourth child, and ultra sensitive, I did not want to bear witness to a family being driven to pate.
I closed my eyes...probably not the best thing to do when driving.
Once I realised it was neither the time nor place to lack the sense of sight, I opened my eyes to observe the mother duck realise her misgivings. She promptly shook her tail feather and drove straight back into the shrubbery with her babies in tow.
I exhaled without even realising I was holding my breath.
Mother's in nature have such a tremendous responsibility in keeping their children safe.
How do we know that some other
fuck duck, didn't tell her that if she went for a little walk up the garden path, there would be a beautiful pond waiting for her on the other side of it?
If Mother Duck hadn't listened to her instincts and realised the dangers of that advice, she would have led her vulnerable trusting ducklings to their demise.
What is the driving force behind your decision making process?
How do you navigate the direction your life takes? Do you trust your own instincts or prefer to drive in the direction instructed by others?NB - In case you hadn't realised with my blatant over use of the word DRIVE, this is my entry toward the Kidspot/ Ford Territory challenge. A blog post themed around the word "drive". Hope they don't think it's shit.