(I woke up Sunday morning to a wonderful surprise. Please read below. Philip Nicolaides and his travel blog.)
I found an interesting question on the OWN Oprah Winfrey Network, “How do you approach big decisions in your life?” and gave it some thought.
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Every important decision in my life I owe to paying attention to that “go for it” inner gut feeling. Not only do I listen to that inner voice, but I seek out opportunities. Life is one giant experiment and when I make an important decision, I tell myself:, “this is just another experiment.” That way, I do not fear my decision. I just go for it. I’ve applied this “experimental” outlook on life, to many important decisions, including finding a husband.
When it was time to stop dating and settle down, I became proactive. I took a class–yes a class on–How to Meet the Right Person for You. I can’t believe I paid a teacher to explain how I should go about meeting a guy.
In a classroom full of women over fifty, stood one single man: the teacher. He invited me for a coffee when the class ended. At the time, I was twenty-eight and thought he felt sorry for me. At Denny’s coffee shop, I pulled out my notepad and pen ready for some serious tips on how to find that special man.
After following the only piece of useful information I received in class: buy a Singles magazine–these were the days before before Internet dating–I circled five ads, and treated the process of mate searching as an experiment. Like most women, I like to talk, and listen, so I knew this would be a fun interview date. If it worked, it worked, if not, I’d move on to plan B: a new experiment.
Duke was the first guy to call me after I mailed a letter responding to his ad. And no, it wasn’t love at first sight, but we did speak for hours on the phone before meeting. By then, I loved his voice, his intelligence, and believe it or not, the fact that he enjoyed swimming, and not skiing. I guess water, whether a pool or the ocean is, and always will be, a part of who I am.
Every decade or so, I fall in love with a new part of the world, and feel the urge to “experiment” living there. This time it’s Naples, Florida. I’m fortunate Duke is as crazy adventurous as me. So on February 11, 2010, (please note number 11, again, for those of you who know me well) we closed escrow on a small fixer home. Another magazine, Islands, prompted us to visit inexpensive properties off the west coast of Florida. They reminded us of Belize as far as climate, warm waters, and mangroves, but with modern conveniences. Although not an island, we found a house along a canal with a boat dock. It’s another stage of life, another experiment.
Please share how you approach big decisions in your life? You might want to enter your response on OWN, and see it in print.
