The longer I live the more I realize how few people are emotionally intelligent.
Emotionally driven, emotionally charged – most people. Emotionally intelligent – few and far between.
People think they’re emotionally intelligent, but when I’ve seen them during intense times, crucible moments and high emotion circumstances, they’re 100% emotionally responsive.
Next time you’re in a high-emotion situation, see if you can have full presence of what everyone might be thinking and feeling in the circumstance and communicate objectively.
I went to a conference recently and on the way home I was going through a list of things I wanted to implement from the talking points.
I heard myself say, “that works for him, but I’m going to need to change it such and so and then I think that will work great for me.”
It’s absolutely incredible how we can listen to someone with a decade of EXPERTISE on a matter – literally the best on the face of the earth – and walk away and decide we know better. I did it!
Thankfully, I caught myself and decided to do it his way first until there was conclusive evidence that it was terrible for my life, but seriously, it was that simple for me to override his decades of experience, wisdom, and research because of, well, probably my ego.
Be careful. We miss out on a lot because of that goofy ego of ours.
The words of my two-year old when she wants us to get a few things ironed out.
She makes sure we’re eye to eye, really close, and alternates between holding my face in her hands and taking a step back to point at me as she gets her point across with gusto.
“I’m so sorry, Mama. That was my fault,” was the line that struck me today.
She’s a two-year old so she often comes in full throttle with her thoughts and feelings, but when she’s wrong and she’s sorry, she does that with guns blazing too.
Comparing that to most adults, we might admit we’re wrong, but we usually downplay it. “My bad.” “That’s on me.” “I messed up.” “I guess I didn’t understand what I was supposed to do.”
There’s something refreshing about, “I’m sorry. That is my fault. I won’t do it again.”
Do you admit to being/doing wrong?
What do you say?
A woman I know reminds me of the cat with nine lives. She’s had more crazy things than a dozen people put together. She’s still alive, and not just alive, but JOYFUL. Every time i see her she’s smiling from ear to ear, she’s laughing about something. I don’t know about you, but cancer and joyful don’t naturally fit into one sentence for me. They do for her.
She’s joyful. That’s her vibe in life.
Makes me wonder. What’s your vibe in life? What’s mine?
Do we constantly see the joy in the world? Find it in all the nooks and crannies?
Maybe our vibe is sadness and we see that everywhere.
Maybe our vibe is knowledge and we see all there is to learn everywhere we look.
Maybe our vibe is adventure and we view the world as one expedition after another.
Maybe our vibe is bitterness.
Maybe our vibe is anger.
Maybe our vibe is frustration.
If you had to fill in the blank, what’s your vibe?