Uncertainty

Christmas is almost upon us, and I don´t know about you, but this year I´m finding it a bit difficult to get into the holiday spirit. In a time of the year when people usually make lots of plans, uncertainty feels heavier than usual... And I mention "than usual" because I would dare say that over the last two years, we have all adapted to a certain level of constantly not knowing what´s going to happen. And we know that at one point or another, we´re going to keep bumping into uncertain situations.

snowy pathway surrounded by bare tree

But given that our brain doesn´t like uncertainty at all, what happens is that if we leave it in auto-pilot, it spends loads of energy staying alert and imagining the worst case scenario, causing us unnecessary stress until we end up exhausted. And that´s not sustainable in the long term.

The solution? Learning to feel comfortable with the discomfort of not having absolute certainty, of not knowing how things are going to turn out, of not having everything under control.

And what can be super helpful here? Trusting.

Trusting that everything is going to turn out in the best possible way, in the way it's supposed to turn out, even if it's not the way that we want, or we´re not able to understand why. When we dare to let go and trust life, the story changes. The uncertainty may still be there, but the fear disappears.

Let me copy here a few words from Brené Brown on this, linking with the topic of vulnerability:

I spent a lot of years trying to outrun or outsmart vulnerability by making things certain and definite, black and white, good and bad. My inability to lean into the discomfort of vulnerability limited the fullness of those important experiences that are wrought with uncertainty: Love, belonging, trust, joy, and creativity to name a few.

Happy holidays. May uncertainty not prevent you from living them fully, perhaps this year in a new and different way.

2 thoughts on "Incertidumbre"

  1. Quizá ese es mi gran problema, el no saber gestionar la incertidumbre. Crecí con un padre que adoraba la seguridad, he hecho las cosas como debía, he tenido cuidado que todo esté bien, lo he revisado todo, no puede pasar lo malo. Y puede que el odio a la incertidumbre sea inculcado o innato, no lo se. El intentar controlarla me condiciona. Cambié de trabajo, pasé a ser funcionario por el temor al mañana, cada cosa que decido tengo que comprobar que va a funcionar de principio a fin y si no es así, no la comienzo, y puedo volverme loco intentando comprender cosas de las que no entiendo nada porque no confío en la opinión de los demás si no se sostiene empíricamente con algo que yo comprendo.
    Es agotador.
    Y sí, es cierto, cuando he confiado en que las cosas simplemente saldrían bien, pues sí, me ha ido mejor, y las cosas salieron bien. Y sobre todo, he sido más feliz. Pero es taaan difícil…

    • Gracias por tu comentario José Manuel, mucho ánimo que la respuesta ya la tienes, ahora es cuestión de ponerla en práctica 😉 Besos

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