Every once in awhile, we run into resistance so thick and gooey that it is magnificent in its perceived impassibility.
It's been a long time since that's happened to me, but here it is, on my doorstep, in my lap, staring me down like the amusing little gremlin that it is.
Except it feels like a giant.
I can't really put my finger on exactly what is kicking up such a fuss, but I have a pretty good idea, and that is all the seeding it takes to go on a decent hunt for resistance bear.
It's a pretty good rule of thumb that wherever there is resistance there is big, juicy change ready in the wings, just waiting for you to make a shift in your beliefs.
Only the big, bad resistance bogey man likes to take all the attention and limelight.
He'd like for us to believe that what we perceive to be true is true, so he can stay safe and continue ruling the roost.
And maybe he does for a little while.
But then the shifts start happening, and he has no choice but to relinquish command.
He never entirely disappears, and he doesn't need to.
He can assume the role of outback guard around the campfire, staying alert for any real dangers that might be lurking in the shadows.
All that extensive training doesn't have to go to waste.
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