Isn't that a lovely way to think? I have been living in a bit of a white knuckle existence lately. Getting through the day has been enough, and no space for dreaming or believing. Instead, I have been super glued to the outcome of *this is how it must be*. It is a very narrow corridor to live in.
After talking to my dear pal Lex, she has inserted magically (she is sneaky) that thought into my brain ... things are working out perfectly. Huh. I know I, like everyone in the world, can get very attached to How Things Are. And it is scary to think about the unknown or about change. Letting the notion that things are actually working our perfectly is so liberating. It loosens the vice grip and drops the shoulders and lets my brain sigh with relief a bit.
I know this on some cellular level after all. I recall a very bleak period in 2004. My job sucked, I was 36 and the love of my life moved to another country, my studio apartment of over 10 FREAKING years was closing in, and I felt very very stuck.
Ah, yes, then enter coaching, gulps, bravery, big leaps, learning, and we all know how the story unfolded. Me in the UK, married, baby, happy career, way expanded way of living and a completely different life. A good one.
I never could have seen what goodies universe had cooking up for me. I never could have dreamed this one up. So I know (KNOW) it is an axiom that works. It is all working out perfectly. I just don't know how yet. I do trust that the wildest dreams are not so crazy.
I just don't have the whole board game in front of me ... but I can trust that the moves I am making, the cards we are playing are going to get us a really great outcome. Somewhere.
And the best days can be and are ahead.
What would be different for you if you believed that too?
Try it on for fun ... see how it sits.
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. -Marcel Proust
Monday, 24 January 2011
Monday, 10 January 2011
ready for the miracle
Sigh.
Seems we have been here before -- a time when jobs and contracts and futures are uncertain. Continuity of income unclear. And somehow at the 10th or 11th hour, things work out. Usually for the best. Usually pretty seamlessly.
So why does this feel different? Because we have an actual mortgage? Because we have a child? Because so much of my time, attention and dwindling energies are all but spent loving and caring for a 15 month boy and I don't have much to "do" except support and hope?
Yes.
It is time again to believe in the universal goodness that things will evolve as they should. And trust that.
An 11th hour miracle would do nicely, but how about at the nice and early 8th hour instead?
Seems we have been here before -- a time when jobs and contracts and futures are uncertain. Continuity of income unclear. And somehow at the 10th or 11th hour, things work out. Usually for the best. Usually pretty seamlessly.
So why does this feel different? Because we have an actual mortgage? Because we have a child? Because so much of my time, attention and dwindling energies are all but spent loving and caring for a 15 month boy and I don't have much to "do" except support and hope?
Yes.
It is time again to believe in the universal goodness that things will evolve as they should. And trust that.
An 11th hour miracle would do nicely, but how about at the nice and early 8th hour instead?
Tuesday, 4 January 2011
21 2011 intentions
- drive
- read
- procreate
- laugh
- learn
- earn
- savour
- love
- parent
- expand
- improve
- choose
- write
- relax
- tickle
- hug
- cook
- sleep
- enjoy
- befriend
- intend
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