Today’s inspiration comes from the daily “Notes from the Universe” emails
When you finally get that call, meet that person, walk that walk, and live that dream, Elna, do you think you’ll even care that there were a few dark and scary moments in a journey that made them all possible? Trust me, you won’t even remember. Keep walking, The Universe
The Universe – Mike Dooley
So very true!
Forgive, forget, move on. Don’t lose the lesson, but cling to the triumph.
I suppose there are 2 types of people in the world where this topic is concerned: Those who enjoy the victory and build on it; or Those who wallow in regret and “why me” and cling to everything that went wrong.
I am the first to admit that sometimes I lose the plot and things go seriously haywire, but generally, when things go wrong, there are two quotes which help me stay on track:
The first one is from The Bible and I believe in this so much, I actually had a tattoo of it done on the back of my neck:
The second is by John Lennon:
Getting back to the Note from the Universe, think back to a time when you were looking for work, or fighting for a promotion, or your car broke down and you had to walk, or you were cheated on and lied to….
As humans, we always remember the things that went wrong and I think that it is important to do that. By accepting the pain and grieving the loss, we heal. By remembering the pain, we remember the lesson and from there we grow – if we choose to do so!
But, bigger than the pain and stronger than the disappointment, there always is hope and the knowing that a victory is around the corner.
Cling to that! Hold vast to unwavering hope, knowing that this too shall pass and the victory will be yours in the end.
If it’s not yours yet, it’s simply not the end, my friend
Since putting it out there that I am caught in this supernatural bubble of peace, a lot has happened to challenge The Bubble and make it disappear. Despite the tone of the current post, I must add that The Bubble is still intact.
Also, during the past couple of days, I’ve taken a huge step toward “acceptance”, if you will, and decided to stop colouring my hair. I started going grey around the age of 16 and have been colouring my hair for 20-odd years. I guess I finally just became tired of spending hours every 3 weeks to hide what is essentially a natural part of who and what I am. The journey from (artificial) flaming redhead to……I don’t know what, but which will involve a lot of greys, is one that I am somewhat cautious but mostly excited about. I have, for the moment, set my mind on embracing the change and just going with it. I’ve also reached a point where I no longer care about what others may say or think. My life, my journey.
There is a certain freedom that comes with this acceptance. I suppose I’ve wasted a lot of time trying to figure out who I am and where I fit in. It’s almost like I’ve been fighting my whole life and now I’ve just decided to go with the stream and see where it takes me. Freedom…
I’ve often thought about the time I worked with Joel and, more often than not, I wished that I had been older, wiser and more attentive to all the conversations we had.
It feels like a hundred lifetimes ago when my first employer told me about Tuesdays with Morrie. If you’ve not yet read this masterpiece by Mitch Albom, I highly recommend it. Today I started reading it again, and it is still as profound and moving as the first time I read it. Every time I read it, something else stands out.
I don’t know if it is simply because of “where” I am at the moment or if it is something deeper that I am yet to discover, but the one chapter really got to me this time around.
If you had the choice to know exactly when you would die, would you take it? Would you want to know the exact day when your time on earth was to expire? Further, if you had the choice between a long, slow death or a sudden final line being drawn, which would you choose?
“Once you learn how to die, you learn how to live. You strip away all that stuff and you focus on the essentials. When you realize you are going to die, you see everything much differently. The better approach is to be prepared for it at any time. That way you can actually be more involved in your life while you’re living”
Tuesdays with Morrie – Mitch Albom
We are all dying. It is a fact we can not avoid, nor deny. What if we lived as if we knew we were to die, let’s say, next Monday? How would we do things differently? Really think about it for a second…
Would that new car you had your eye on still be as appealing? Would that pair of boots you had an argument over with your partner still be as important? What about that promotion you were fighting for? Yes, I agree that those things might be important, but, and here is the big question, is it really important enough to steal from the joy you have to be alive today??
Does it really matter that much?
Recently I started a morning routine which includes making a cup of coffee and slowly sipping it while I stroll through my garden. Before cellphones and work and news and traffic becomes a part of my day, I take time to listen to the birds and soak up the smell of jasmine and lavender and soil. I just sit there and soak it all up, banishing all thoughts of bills and to-do lists and worries and cares; just filling my spirit appreciation and gratitude for all of my blessings. Life is so uncomplicated in that time.
After reading this piece in Tuesdays with Morrie, I am drawn to look at the things I would do differently if I knew when I would die. Studying, working, saving, fighting for a “bigger, better” place in the world, to make my mark and leave a legacy of….what?
Or, would I pursue the things that brought more of the joy and blissful peace I am experiencing at the moment?
But stop. I am dying. I already know I am. You are, too.
So what are we waiting for? What is stopping us from doing the things we would do if we had this knowledge of when we were to move on?
Would you stop working and travel to destinations far away? Would you spend more time with your children, teaching them life and love and relationships and social responsibilities? I have never been overly materialistic, but I am also not naïve. I know that I need to work in order to live. I know that we have responsibilities and duties and things that happen along the way, but surely we can find ways to do all these things that “must” be done, while in pursuit of the things that really matter.
I think, when we find our purpose, we naturally follow a path in line with that purpose, and that is where the magic happens. Following the driving force within that leads us on a path of discovery and acceptance, that is where we learn to be more involved in the life we are living and we stop the never-ending rat race that leads nowhere in the end
Following that path is, I think, ultimately, the one where we can go toward death with open arms and live with no regret.
OK, my post about the rona must have shown clear as daylight that it definitely changed, but again, it didn’t.
Don’t get me wrong, a lot has changed, and there has been (and still are) challenges, but my path for 2020 have stayed on track. I am mightily surprised by the fact. Like most people, I always go into a new year with the starry-eyed look of a child standing in front of a huge Christmas tree. Inevitably I am then usually quickly brought back to reality by life as we know it.
So far this year we’ve had the rona and the massive economic impact it continues to bring, income lost due to markets and festivals being canceled, breakdowns on the bus and the infamous south-easter which rocked our little village like never before, me leaving my job and starting my own thing, Cape Town earthquakes…
Last week Thursday the car broke down and I failed my driver’s license test – again. Pre-20-plenty, it would have been a really sucky day. As I went to bed that night, I had a fleeting thought of “woe me, what else is gonna go wrong” – fleeting because before I could get myself to fall into that trap of despair, I thought popped into my head and instead found myself wrapped in a bubble of gratitude. The thought?
EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON
Yes, the car broke down, but it happened in such a way that it didn’t involve any person or vehicle and, what could possibly have been a very dangerous situation on a busy national road, turned out much simpler. Yes, I failed my license test again, but what if I had gone out on the road that gloomy, rainy day and a child ran in front of the car or something worse happened? Everything happens for a reason. In the past, the happenings of the day would have been enough to send my over-thinking mind into turmoil. All of 2020 would have been enough to send me to a dark place. None of these things, however, have been able to shake my vision for 2020.
It is now 5 days later, and still, I am wrapped in this indescribable bubble of peace and gratitude and a very firm belief that this year will yet stand out as one of growth, transformation, and peace. 20-plenty will still be OUR year.
As I mapped out my 2020 Vision, I explained the angel numbers and how every year in the past, which had the same angel number as this year (2+0+2+0=4) had been years of significant change and growth for me. The peace and gratitude which I find myself wrapped in at the moment is something that I want to hold on to, no matter what comes my way. Coming to think of it, I honestly can’t remember the last time I sat for hours over-thinking something. That, in itself, is massive growth for me.
I find myself enlightened, in tune with nature…
The sun shines brighter, the soils smells richer, the colors are more vivid and the birds sings more clearly…
Lying in bed Friday morning when we couldn’t open the bus due to gale-force winds, I should have been despairing about the wind and the rain bucketing down, but instead I found myself drawn to the birds chirping outside in the midst of the storm
A grueling hike on Sunday in search of a Treasure Chest, which should have left me tired and disappointed (as someone else found it), and hungry and grumpy, instead left me noticing every tiny flower on the path, soaking up the sunlight and in awe of the beautiful colors of the puff adder we passed on the trail
I still have a lot I want to achieve this year and in terms of business, I am working on something really big that puts me directly in line with my heart and passion. Once I have crossed all the t’s and signed the dotted line, I will let you in on what it is!
How has your vision changed from 1 January to date? How are things different from the way you envisioned it?
I hope you too, find yourself in a good space, despite what this year has brought us to date