Taking stock ...

The last year has been a burn-out for me: too much travel, too much chasing money, too big of a push on the book, and far too little time with my family.
One of the things I've always feared is the sense that I'm continuing to do things in the same ways because I'm afraid to break out of the rut, because I can't imagine any other path.
I will admit: it was a huge mistake for us to move to Indiana from Rhode Island, and that decision was overwhelmingly my fault. My Dad had died and one of Vonne's relative had passed and we felt this need to get back to our roots, but as we've discovered, it makes very little sense to try to go home again. You're coming back to an image, not a reality--a memory primarily.
If I had thought about it more carefully, I would have kept us there in Rhode Island, avoided the expenses of moving (always underestimated), and figured out better and more clearly what I wanted to do with my life and career at that point.
I must be having a mid-life crisis. I'm the perfect age for it, and just finishing the book creates a natural space for it. You start getting messages from your 401k saying that when you retire in 2027, you can expect this much per month at your current holdings, and you stare at the paper and think to yourself: "That's it? I'm down to 20 years?"
Then there's your oldest getting her driving license and thinking about college and you're still filling out papers for the next adoption, and you ask yourself, "Why do this?"
But then you're at the pool with your younger kids and 60 minutes later you realize that you've gone down the 170-foot slide 12 times and jumped off the high dive maybe 20 times, and you say to yourself, "Why am I still like that at 46?"
Because if I were better in tune with that, I'd realize why I was signing those papers to adopt again. And maybe I should be more in tune with that, because, quite frankly, when the burn-out feeling wells up, I simply don't know what I'm chasing anymore.
I'm neither surprised nor dismayed to be thinking along these lines. I actually think it 's quite healthy. Plus it certainly beats the sort of stupid mistakes that get you divorced, because I am quite certain how I feel about my family.
So you catch yourself, as I often do in these long moments, perusing obituaries in the newspapers, trying to find the formula for the good life, and you keep wondering, "Am I missing something?"
I know it's not God, nor the love of a great person in a committed relationship that still thrills me, nor my kids, who bring me such joy that I can't think about them without smiling reflexively.
So what is it?
I have friends who live for triathalons, or sailing on the ocean, or learning some intricate craft. My favorite fantasy for a while has been the piano. I don't play well, but I love doing it.
Then you meet old friends who took different paths and you wonder if they cracked the code better. "If only I had stuck with that . . .," you say.
But then you remember why you didn't stick with that then, and yet you still wonder if you're missing some logic on sequencing, or every thing in its time and place.
One essential truth that has driven my choices for a while has been what Peter Drucker wrote about talent: figure out what you're good at and what you're bad at and spend all your time and resources getting better at what you're good at and don't spend any time or resources getting better at what you're bad at. Instead, outsource all that bullshit like crazy (and it's always bullshit to you).
So the key to periods of burn-out like this, I guess, is figuring out what you're best at right now--at this point in your time, and redirecting at that.
And I guess I'm not that sure what that is right now for me. I know I'm a good public speaker, but I don't know if just continuing that great skill and improving it is the best I can do. It's familiar enough, but I distrust such familiarity, as I just stated.
I know I like the writing, but in some areas it's getting too easy for me, also suggesting a rut. Maybe I need a lot more discomfort there. I mean, I can see why musicians fear putting out the same album over and over again. It's really dangerous to your creative soul.
Anyway, I know this: I don't want to be in Indiana much longer. The pollen here simply kills me, dominating my entire schedule. I gotta get back East, near the ocean, where the air is easier for me.
I will tell you: I wrote most of PNM and BFA before 0800. I wrote most of GP after noon. That's not me getting older. That's the reality of living here. It just feels unhealthy for me--just not right.
If that realization, plus the burn-out from the previous year, force some dramatic thinking and resulting change, then that is just what's required.
I guess I do understand Favre right now better than I care to admit ... so I'll pick up my stone and head back into my glass, highly-AC'd house, hoping I don't wake up with the usual headache come morning.
But again, the prompt is good, and here I think more like Ted Thompson, the Packers GM. Unemotionally, you have to always ask yourself, "Am I getting better or worse with the current package?" Because if I'm not getting better, you know what the alternative is.
I've written three big books. I was amazed to realize I could cut tens of thousands of words on Great Powers and still have a book as big as the first two. I also have a 200,000-word unpublished manuscript sitting around somewhere in my office, also non-fiction.
I was also amazed my wife wanted to give our piano to the kids' school, because I don't play it anymore.
And it all does get me wondering: What comes between now and retirement? And should I just go with that, or should I plot something radically different?
This is when I usually bring up becoming an Episcopalian priest with Vonne, but the former minister's daughter typically shoots that one down pretty fast. And if Favre truly is gone, then I probably should give up my fantasy of getting in football shape and walking into Packer training camp.
So what provides the trigger? The book does this or that? The right speech? Certain things go right and I make a lot of money?
I gotta admit: one of the main reasons why I never fantasize about going back in time across my life (reliving HS or something like that) is that I never find any one point in my life to suffer any deficit of big issues. It just always gets more complex, which is good, I guess, for someone like me--until it's trumped by something better.
Sometimes I wish I'd just have some medical wake-up call that would force the issue for me, but that's such a cop-out for somebody who lives by their mind--especially somebody who thinks strategically about the future.
And so I think harder, and keep running miles with my oldest son, letting him do most of the talking--out of necessity.
Reader Comments (37)
Makes me want to pick up my violin again and start playing.
I feel you on this. Although I am younger, I see it.
I had that health crisis at 27. Still have it, really. Still it took me about 6 years of awful, awful stuff to figure out my answer. Actually figured it out just a few days ago.
I seek out the big answers. The answers to questions that most people don't even ponder because they think there's no answer.
But I know that's not true.
There is a way to understand everything. There is always an answer to why. I don't accept "I don't know" as a viable answer. Things follow form, function. And it *does* make sense. It is all reasonable. It's all logical.
It's only when you're missing pieces that it seems unreasonable. Illogical. Crazy.
Here's my advice, take it or leave it...
Look for the coincidences, the synchronicities. The way I figure, there like God's road signs: St. Louis: 302 miles, rest stop next exit, etc. I get pretty spiritual about it. If you want to check it out (again, feel free to ignore...) here's the link to my blog - http://pamc.livejournal.com/877078.html?nc=7
Small world. And this is one of my synchronicities. ;)
So, I find some comfort in your expression of confusion, or meloncholy, becase I too feel this way every so often. I look around me and wonder what should I do next.
If I may offer one thing I feel that I have learned. I have started to try and take the zen aproach. This is the way it is and will always be. I will always feel confused. I will always belive that someone is doing better. I will always feel like I could do more. I try to just breath, and wait through the period of confusion. Then when I least expect it my next move become apparent.
I hope to one day help bring clarity to murky subjects like your self, its nice to know that even the professionals don't always know what to do next.
I find it amazing with your schedule that you find time for anything else. You have an amazing life; the most amazing part is how many light bulbs your words and the way they are presented have affected other lives, if only I could do that. I do not believe your job will ever be over given the amount of un-lit bulbs out there. I find myself when chatting with friends and family talking in Barnettisms without even knowing I am doing it.
As for where you live, I am a Midwesterner, I live in Iowa. The older I get the more allergies I seem to grown into, right now it is grass pollen. I use to play in that stuff constantly when I was a youngster with no problem. Getting older is not much fun but as you would say it is inevitable. Along with the bad stuff getting older presents much good comes with it, seeing the circle of life go on in the form of grandkids. My grandkids are what matters most to me now. My grandkids are a diverse bunch. I have 8, 3 boys and 5 girls. My first grandchild Jessica just turned 17 she taught many lessons to my all white family. She is half African American. She is a product of the Air Force. Two other granddaughters 4 yrs and 1 yr are half Navaho. They were a product of the Navy (shipboard romance) I have always said I believe that America will one day all be a light tan. These births changed the way my family thinks. I also think you have had an affect as well. I read your blog daily and when current problems come up in conversation I relay your thoughts and ideas, everyone gets quite since they really have little or no place to go. Thank you for your ideas and most especially the way you present them. It does not matter where you live, the gift you provide is the same.
Diane ClarkDavenport, IA.
one small piece of unsolicitied advice - there may not be a trigger. you could be in the midst of the change you seek and just not see it yet. ask those around you - those you love and who love you - to help ask the right questions.
wish i could say i was sorry about favre, but the soap opera is just too good!
One question might help you tame the sprawl: where do "service" and "self-expression" intersect for you? It's always a substantial space on the Venn diagram, though you might have to quiet your mind to locate it precisely.
Maybe. Most people do.
But it is probably more the standard "blues" that many creative people have when they finish a major project.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ethic_of_reciprocity
We need to have a widely established ethic in place when Kurzweil's sentient computers come online.
I actually love confusion these days... it's when we have no direction that we're free to go any direction. It's my own personal detective game.
Or mad scientist, depending on my mood.
Follow your fancy. Be a dilletante for a while. Who says you're on a time table. The future's just an illusion anyway.
A friend of mine with AIDS once said: "If you or I step out off a street corner and get hit by a bus, we both die. The difference is, I can see the bus coming."
But that's a load of crap really. Five years I was in torturous levels of pain. I was on 60mg oxyconton/day, and even then the pain would get so bad that I averaged an ER trip for and additional 6mg dilauded about once a month. I was told time and time again, by several "professionals"... "experts"... that there was nothing they could do for me. Nothing.
I lived without hope for years. But I trudged on because of two mantras:
The key to walking through hell: don't stop.
&
Don't leave 5 minutes before the miracle.
So really... it may be that things are already in the works for you and it's just a matter of time.
Good luck!
p.s. Two years ago, I was admitted to at Swedish Hopspital for an experimantal study for the Occipital Nerve Stimulator. Three months after I was removed from the blind, the device stopped my daily migraines.
Nothing else had worked. I had literally tried every medication available. But now they've stopped (except with the occasional bad batch of weather) and I don't even have to have the device on.
Hang on. Just 5 minutes. And when that 5 minutes is up. Wait another 5. It works if you work it.
And that sounds like where you're getting to . .
But like Alex, I find your speeches and writing not only insightful, but inspiring to know there's people like you who can (and will) lead when people like me are gone . .
As I have said here before, you're one of my heroes, bud, so persevere!
I loved your analysis of Drucker. I need to listen to the Drucker audio-tapes I own.
But my problem is, unlike you, I have not lived and worked enough to truly know my expertise. Sure, I have a general idea what I'm good at and where my talents are lacking, but I still have a path to choose.
I guess I'm saying that I understand the feeling, even if I am at a completely different time in my life.
Just to let you know, Dr. Barnett, I watch your TED talk once a month and I send it to my friends and family. It's required watching in my opinion. As a subscriber to Esquire, I became aware of your work a few years ago and I have been reading ever since.
You're a problem-solver and you have good intentions and a realistic perspective. The country needs your voice and I for one think that our national dialogue would suffer without it.
I agree with Jon: You need a new challenge and you are one of those with the courage to take action on that need.
So why not open that dialog with your readers? What task should TPMB take on next?
I'd liked to see you in a cabinet post, but in lieu of such a leap of genius by the dim bulbs in charge, I think you should take on a more physical role with Enterra. Ask Steve to challenge you!
Even though I'm out to pasture for all intents and purposes, there are still books to read, ideas to tinker with, people to meet, places to go, causes that need championing, dreams to be dreamed. I don't know how I ever found the time to work. Not ready for shady acres rest home quite yet. Nor will you be 30 years from now.
Was moving to Indiana really a bad idea, or just a good idea for reasons that no longer apply? It got you close to relatives, close to your favorite football team and well away from Washington.
By the same token, would moving back to Rhode Island be a good thing? It's more moving expenses to go to some place that may be just as idealized in your head as Indiana was.
If you move at all, why not look at an entirely new place?
Are your kids in a good position for a move, lifewise?
Sometimes, outsourcing what you're bad at isn't an option. Take it from someone who stinks at dating and job hunting:P Good luck, whatever you decide.
"I do not repent me of the all the trouble I have been to arrive where I am....My marks and scars I carry with me."
"The longer I live the more I think of the quality of fortitude---men who fall, pick themselves up and stumble on, fall again, and are trying to get up when they die."
Brigadier General Theodore Roosevelt Jr. Sicily 1943
Wise words to live by.
The measure of your worth is shown by the 24 comments above who too a soul, hold a candle and offer support, as you step down the next path you choose.
Amen to that. I really was digesting what you wrote for a day or so and read over all the comments that have been posted here.
These comments and fellow people on this blog are a clear example of what you produced. This is opportunity. The moment between breathes. The raw post that so many of us can relate to. This is influence. I am glad that this honesty is displayed. No need for me to repeat much of what was commented here. I agree with a lot of it. Your going to another level and that's inspiring. :) I think this is what you need.
Participated in 3 volleyball games today in a row at the park down the street from my apartment.(I use to play in HS & College) Didn't know anyone. Played. Loved it. Tough. Spiked a few times. Killed the ball. It was great to get into the game again. Recommended your book to someone.
Crisis is good for the soul, it makes you evaluate what you want, what you need and what you can’t live without.
Thoughts on challenges and avoiding ruts, comments on Drucker's advice to focus on what you do well helped clarify some linkages for me between strategy, leadership and the long-view.
I don't know what part of Indiana you live in, I found W. Lafayette to be good, but then I went to Purdue (pronounced "purr-don't" because everything was against the rules) so I was familiar with all the libraries on campus and the rest of that college town. Even when I worked in other parts of IN, I'd head back to campus on weekends.
As for the retirement thing, I'm looking at about the same date, and looking at what I've put aside and I'm at a simmer just below a panic. I've got more put aside than the median American our age, and it doesn't look anything like near enough - even with maxing out 401k and IRAs.
You didn't ask for advice, so I won't give any.
Your just tired. LIke coming off an 800m vomit rocket. You go lay down on the infield, wondering why you do this to yourself. Then, after a bit, you realize that you love doing it and that's why you're getting up to do the 1500.
It's cool. A pause is fine, but you know you're going to get up and go run, Doc. You love this stuff too much.
First, the Indiana move. You probably would have regreted not making the move even more because of the strong emotional drive behind the decision, and the probability that you could not now really appreciate the resulting problems unless you had encountered them. That 'lost opportunity' mental/emotional image probably would not go away.
Second, just keep on trying to be useful. We are all doomed to imperfect insights on the world. For Christians that means Providence, God's game plan, and our interpretation. God warned Adam he would have a tough life and fail at the effort. Ecclesiastes tells us that the quest to seek that knowledge is built into us, that we can get better, but still fail, and that we should accept that reality, try to be happy, and keep on trying. Jesus' guidance to others was mostly a guidance to others on how to seek the insights they needed, given their personal limits and needs. He did not offer the detailed comprehensive Providence plan. Thomas More said men should make reasonable efforts to overcome the world's evils/problems, but that excess actions would be harmful.
Perhaps your works and the bible should end with: To Be Continued."
I promoted and went from a postition of being able to critique situations and being an operator as it were to actually have bigger responsibilities. All of a sudden I was not longer bored and boy did everyday I felt that nervous about screwing up. It was like a new career.
Perhaps you should take on some new/different responsibilites. A cabinet position or some other position were your decisions gain new meaning. I see alot of people in my line of work burn out because they stop challenging themselves.
Take care and I enjoy your work.
Also, take heart that you have a much larger influence than you know---that quiet voice inside is still there and will nudge you towards doors that excite your many passions.
It'd be awesome to see you in a more public/influencing role---but maybe the most influence you have is out here in the ether? Someone needs to help plant guideposts as the future materializes.
Go spend some time outdoors---on the beach or other pollen-free zone!---and just chill. Football season is coming!