Hedge your bets. Or not.

March 2, 2009

I just love this visual–it’s so like me.

Hedging. It’s an attempt to offset exposure to risk of some sort.

It’s often used as a financial term, but hedging’s been a staple in my emotional life for a very long time now.

Call it back-up plans. or a second option. The fill-in-the-blank to “if that doesn’t work out, I’ll….”

It’s scary to step out without hedging. Once in a while I realize how exposed I am and it gives me a little chill. My knee-jerk reaction is to think of a hedge. And it IS knee-jerk. It just happens.

When it does, now, I resist the urge to react. I consider what it is I’m afraid of. I reassure myself that I will be alright, regardless. That I can always figure out another option on the fly.

If I need to.

And most important: I remind myself that I most likely will not need to. That everything is just right as it is.

Still, I’m enough Sicilian that I can’t get enough talismans: wishbones, four-leaf clovers, horseshoes. We like those things.

A little additional insurance never hurts.

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