Sunday, April 17, 2011

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It doesn't stop me from trying Yesterday was one of those upstream days. The thoughts I had access to were seemingly anchored in the section of the emotional scale swimming pool that breeds doubt, fear, anxiety and other such crud. I was tired, my body was under the influence of hormones, and I was sort of buying into the lies about myself that I've worked really hard on not believing. You know the ones. "I suck. I can't do this. I don't know how and never will. I don't have what it takes. I need this thing to be where I think it should be before I can move forward. Blah, blah, blah...." And today, I am back in the deep end of the pool where I have access to the most amazing energy and ideas and people and circumstances because I made the effort to think better feeling thoughts yesterday. Even when it was hard. Even when it felt like a waste of time. Even when I wanted to just sit and stare out the window. My casting director lines up such fabulous surprises for me when I send him thekind of direction inspired by belief and hope and knowing. He doesn't have much to work with when I stew in the muck, and what comes my way shows it. Just like when Mom's happy, everyone is happy, when our casting directors get good material, everyone benefits. The people and circumstances and events they can then utilize and send out on the stages of our lives from the wings where they have been patiently waiting for that energetic match-up opportunity--well, it's simply fabulous. Beyond words, really. My puny mortal attempts to describe it don't do it much justice. But it doesn't stop me from trying.

Deb Schanilec

Connected and Committed relationship transformation strategist.

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