Wednesday, February 27, 2008

expectations

So I'm catching myself focusing on an interesting facet of this 30-day intention thing.

Which is cool, because my intention this cycle is to deflate limiting beliefs.

I assumed all kinds of creative energy would be unleashed when I gave myself more time in the morning by getting up earlier, and getting to bed earlier.

Well, that's not what's been happening. And we all know that old adage about what assuming something makes you and me.

Don't get me wrong, there certainly have been bursts of creative expression along the way.

But there's something else going on here that I didn't anticipate.

I'm feeling rested.

I'm exploring energy and the directing of it in ways I wasn't aware of before.

I'm watching circumstances and people and events manifesting in my life at a pace that has my attention because of the fluid, organic, next-logical-step-ness of it.

I've been apprenticed as a wanna-be cat-owner.

I'm pulling my energy back from potential wildgoose chases, because I know where the chase will lead.

I'm being, more than doing.

So this perceived lack of creativity I've been thinking about, I think it's just getting channeled differently. It's there, with different clothes on, and I don't need to know the how or when of what's next with my producing out there in the world.

Which makes me wonder what will show up as my next intention.

Cuz it will rock.

Feb 27, 2008 10:25:49 AM

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