Last year, Mr. J, a 10 year old kid taught me how to play the game of chess. Needless to say, he kicked my butt every single time. I’m captivated by the game. Chess, I believe, teaches you so much; one being the art of decision making.
A good chess move could be the death of you two moves later. Notice I said good move. When you decided to make the move it looked really ‘good’. It’s a lot like how we make decisions. At that moment, it appears to be the best decision ever, only for things to go south later.
Research! Weigh your options. Ask extensive questions. You will not always make perfect moves, but a little more information and patience could save you a lot of pain. There are moves that bring temporary pleasure and long term stress.
Mr. J showed me where chess and life meet. I no longer jump at ‘good’ opportunities that glitter. I don’t get it right all the time, but every time I have a decision to make, I think chess.