Here’s why people call some things as mistakes—they regretted those things. We may have taken some wrong decisions, done some wrong actions or something. The key word is ‘wrong’.
Though we may be glad that we done those mistakes because if it is not for these mistakes (done in the past), we wouldn’t have found this miracle and this beauty (today), but still, we wish we wouldn’t have to go through that same mistakes again.
Consider: I took the wrong turn to the left at the junction before because now I am not where I wanted to be. I should have turned right (or whichever turn that I think would lead me to the place where I wanted to be in the first place).
Now that I am here—where I don’t want to be, I have to move on ‘cause I can’t go back... So what is important is that I remind myself to take a different turn next time I come up to the same junction.*and while on the road, moving on, I found the greatest thing ever*
I have made so many mistakes before. Some are similar to others. Too similar that I could already identify the patterns of my actions—one will lead to the other and until the end, I took the same-old-wrong turn. Almost like déjà vu.
In business, we have to find patterns. Or in anything; for that matter… patterns are good. When we could identify patterns that will lead us to some great loss, we manipulate these patterns so that we could change it, generate some profit instead. That’s how we could be productive instead of counter-productive, right? I am no business student. Please. So correct me if I am wrong.
So then, now that I have identified the pattern, and I can even see the coming loss if I don’t change my ways, why can’t I manipulate/change those patterns? Is my brain not functioning to its fullest? Come on, brain, you can do better than this. Or is my brain actually working too hard? Too much?
Or is it that my heart; my owh-so-called-womanly heart, cannot settle down to agree with the brain? Or is it that my unusually-too-huge-for-a-girl ego cannot bow to the nature of how things go for the rest of the world?
I don’t want to lose this time. I don’t want to take that left turn again.