Hakuna Matata. It means no worries for the rest of your days. It’s our problem-free philosophy. That’s how the song goes, and that’s how I try to live my life. I want to kick off this blog with a little story of how I learned that worrying serves no purpose what-so-ever, and that things always work out for the better. I was in ninth grade. Life was simpler then, right? While that seems true now, the pressures of school can be overwhelming at times. Our ninth grade history class was participating in the school’s annual canned food drive. Classes throughout the school were tasked with creating a box to use as the repository for the canned food collected. Boxes were to be decorated in a creative manner with a theme centered around the canned food drive.
My teacher, Mister K, really put the pressure on. His class had won the contest several years in a row. He had asked for volunteers to lead the creation of our class “box.” Nobody was volunteering. He asked a few times and still nobody volunteered to lead. I’m not sure what possessed me, but I raised my hand to volunteer. Seemed like the valiant thing to do at the time I suppose. Well, after I volunteered to lead, several of my friends and classmates volunteered to assist. Only problem was, I HAD NO IDEA HOW TO BEGIN! In hindsight, I should have asked Mister K for help, or heaven forbid, ask my parents for help. But I didn’t… I racked my brain trying to come up with ideas, but nothing; not one single idea would enter my young mind. So, I began to worry. And I’m talking big time WORRY. I didn’t want to let my classmates down. I didn’t want to let my teacher down. Yet I had no idea how to proceed. I went over and over in my head. How could I pull this off? How could I come up with a theme? How could I get the team together to start building? How could we get the box to the school? My worrying kept me up to the wee hours of the morning. I just couldn’t get to sleep. I would toss and turn with worries bouncing around in my head. My worrying continued day after day and night after night with the deadline rapidly approaching!
What happened next was quite miraculous. One day, everyone on my team started throwing around ideas. With their help, we quickly settled on theme for our box. Very quickly after the theme was decided, the team put together a plan for assembly. One person volunteered their house as the location for assembly, and others volunteered to gather materials. In no time at all, we had a box assembled and ready for the big day.
After the canned drive was over, I realized that all the worrying accomplished absolutely nothing. Worry had been a complete waste of time and a waste of energy. In fact, the worry actually sapped my creative energy, and made harder to accomplish my goals. This was an epiphany moment for me. I realize now that I was fortunate to have this epiphany early in my life. To come to the realization that worry is useless changed my outlook on life, and made me better prepared to handle situations throughout school and my adult life.
While living this story had a great impact on my life, I hope that you can take it as one example, and consider the times in your own life when you were racked with worry. How did that situation work out? I’d love to hear your own stories of worry, and how they worked out in the end. Please share your stories in the comments section, and stay tuned for an upcoming blog on how to avoid worry in your own life.