http://offthebag.com/atralin If only I had done an hour’s worth of work this weekend…
https://www.mediainthepublicinterest.org/1849-dte64969-100%-free-dating-single-sites.html This week started out with a lot of work and a healthy dose of avoiding things I really need to do. Hard deadlines are like legal amphetamines to me, but loose deadlines hold little value it seems. They’re like a nice cup of tea, instead of a four-shot espresso. And even though the things I’m avoiding will ultimately bring me more money and greater satisfaction than the things I’m doing, I’m still avoiding them.
her latest blog Why? The Greeks called it Akrasia – acting against your better judgment.
I say it’s because the things I’m avoiding could make me great. As Marianne Williamson said in “A Return to Love: Reflections on the Principles of ‘A Course in Miracles’”, “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.”
If only for a moment, imagine being powerful beyond measure. Imagine being able to manifest what you want when you want it. Imagine being able to live the life you want, doing the work you want with the clients and coworkers you want. Imagine being pretty much universally respected by everybody you meet (there will always be haters, so we’re going to ignore them). Imagine money, health, and love flowing to you like water in a gentle stream. Imagine living where you want, driving what you want, wearing what you want.
Scary isn’t it? No?
Well now imagine everything you’d have to give up to get there. Imagine giving up that story about how you were bullied as a kid. Or how your parents liked your brother or sister more. What about dropping that story about money not growing on trees? That story about artists starving for their work or the one about the root of all evil is money. What about that story that you have to sell your soul, lie, cheat, or trample others to get ahead?
What if you have to give up the story that you’re nobody special, that you don’t deserve to be amazing, you don’t have the talent to stand out? That one’s hard to give up. I know, I have made a career of dodging my brilliance.
The problem is that it’s not exactly a happy career of dodging my brilliance. I’ve struggled with corporate politics, suffered a nervous breakdown, and gotten so sick that my kidney function was down to 40% (not in that order). Marianne Williamson continues, “It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you.”
Gulp. There’s that fitting in thing again. I’ve done that so many times, it’s my go-to move. What about you? What do you do to be accepted? Very few of us own our power. Most of us give it away in subtle but disempowering ways. We trade our time and energy for a regular paycheck that covers our expenses. We rack up expenses that our paycheck barely covers. We compete with others for things we don’t really care about, such as the most expensive car, most expensive Christmas decorations, the best lawn, the most expensive designers, the most exclusive schools – hell, I’ve even seen people get competitive about the door knobs. Then there’s our second favorite competition: complaining about how hard life is. This is where we moan and groan about how expensive all this competition is, how much we’d like to just chuck it all and live off the grid, how simple life would be if only…
If only we didn’t have to keep up with the Jones. I tried that. In 2013, I sold everything I owned except the clothes that fit in my car, four pieces of art, three spiritual items, and my computer. In the three years since then, I have added a desk and a laser printer. Everything still fits in my car. And, while I can say that life is a bit simpler when you can be all packed and loaded in under three hours, there is still something missing.
If only I would have done a little more work this weekend (instead of watching college basketball). If only I could own up to my natural abilities. If only I weren’t afraid of standing up and standing out. If only I would finish the work I need to do to move myself forward into the life I want and deserve.
What’s your big “if only…”?
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This photograph was taken of the DC Comics graphic novel, “Superman: Last Son of Krypton” by Geoff Johns, Richard Donner, Adam Kubert, and Gary Frank.