Building on Past Success – Lessons from a Seven-Year-Old
Saturday evening, my seven-year-old granddaughter explained to me that back when she was only six and preparing to do a solo dance performance in front of a hundred or so people, she was a “skinny bit” nervous. She went on to explain that she then remembered how it felt when she had performed a sort of similar exercise routine in front of her Jazzercise class and it went well. My granddaughter reminded me that in addition, she had practiced the routine a lot (she choreographed the routine herself by the way and was the youngest solo performer – bragging grandfather) and that she pretended that the television, chairs, sofa, and pillows were all people in the audience to help her get ready for the big night. For the actual performance, “it felt so good when all the other dancers cheered, and my teacher cheered, and everyone in the audience cheered.”
Very impressed and proud and feeling like there should be some sort of grandfatherly lesson in here somewhere, I told her that remembering what past success feels like and using that feeling to have success in the present is what successful people do. And now that she has another success, she can remember the sound of the cheering and how that experience felt to help her for her next performance. We also discussed the value of practicing and how visualizing helps us get ready for all of our performances. Finally, we agreed that it’s like her to be prepared and it’s like her to be successful and that she should expect success.
So next time you’re a skinny bit nervous about an upcoming meeting, deadline, or presentation (performance), remember your past successes (see and hear the applause and the cheers), prepare as much as possible (practice your routine), and visualize success.

4 Comments:
What an inspirational example. Thanks for sharing a personal story with us.
From the mouth of babes.....
Thank you for sharing this and reminding us to remember our own sucesses and triumphs. When I am a skinny bit afraid in the future I will think about a very wise little girl and follow her sage suggestion.
You are welcome and thank you. It's amazing to me how often "the student becomes the teacher" and how often there are opportunities to learn from those younger than us.
This was a wonderful example, thanks for sharing.
I often have those moments with my daughter (6yrs old) where I see the learning moment for her ... and re-enforce the lesson/moment for myself. It truly is an "e-piphany" to realize that we often routinely pass by crystallized moments and it is the children that take the time to stare transfixed at the beauty and clarity of the situation -- breaking down its multi-faceted composition with a simple question. And so we get these gifts from our children, the questions that make us slow down to observe and engage the world around us.
A recent, and delightfully common, example I can share was my daughter's observation and question about eyelashes. She was pointing out how both boys and girls have eyelashes but was questioning if cats did. And I started talking about the number of uses we (animals in general) have for hair/fur. As I started in about warmth and responses to environmental conditions (wind, a bug crawling on your arm, a cat's whiskers determining the size of an opening for the rest of their body to follow through, etc.), I started to lead into the discussion about appearances. I chuckled to myself at the corner I painted myself in where I realized the ensuing questions that would arise here. I meant to talk about the silver hair on back of gorilla or the mane of a lion or the plume of a peacock and I realized how this would lead me into one of those "uh oh" conversations. And then I started to think about how we, as a society, use hair styles and flipping hair motions in ways to consciously or subconsciously show attraction to or for others. We also present ourselves in "professional" or "edgy" ways with our hair. And as all of this flooded into my head I'm sure my daughter just thought "oh no, daddy is already losing it ... he forgot what he was talking about." And so, the hidden "e-piphany" for me was that maybe my parents weren't as absent-minded as I had pegged them for. Maybe they just had really good editors going on overdrive. Now I'm curious about all the questions I must have been asking them.
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