“No, I don’t have a moment to talk with you. No, not even to check we understand what we’re doing or where we’re going. Everything will come apart if I stop. And be present in what I’m doing? I don’t understand what you’re talking about. We’ll never get there if we do that.”
Does your work often feel this way to you? Do you have your own version of these objections? Do you ever take your foot off the throttle enough to be here in what you’re doing and be with the people you’re doing it with? Does even suggesting it sound crazy?
How would you feel if the pilot of the plane you’re travelling in said this?
Or the surgeon in whose hands you’re placing your life?
Or the people who handle your money?
Can you imagine trusting them to do their work well if they were rushing or as disconnected from their colleagues as you’re prepared to be?
And is your work really so trivial, so unimportant, that you can continue to make these excuses and ignore the consequences?