“Clarity Requested…”
November 18th, 2009
I have a new hero. His name is Tony. This man knows what he wants and knows how to get it. It’s intoxicating to witness.
In a meeting a few weeks ago people were excitedly talking over each other. Then a calm, yet confident voice rose above it all and with the most pristine, southern accent said, “Clarity requested.” All eyes turned to Tony. Centered and composed, he asked his question, received his answer and responded in the same pristine, southern accent, “Clarity received.”
Clarity requested. Clarity Received. Simple. Poignant. Brilliant. Even in asking for clarity, the man is clear. I love him.
This has been a beautiful gift for me, especially as it relates to my friend who I’ll call Alphonse (per his request). I’m convinced Alphonse knows every word in the Oxford English Dictionary, which, admittedly, I do not. As a result I literally don’t comprehend parts of our daily conversations. In the past I had stayed quiet, swimming in my own vat of self-judgment and feeling like an idiot. Now I am proudly requesting clarity (sometimes in my own version of Tony’s accent) and gratefully receiving it.
Alphonse created his own version which he says in a pristine, Michigan accent: “Perspicacity requested. Perspicacity received.” See what I mean?
Where are you looking for clarity in your life right now? Are you willing to ask for it? And are you open to receive the answers?
Here’s to your clarity requested… clarity received.
