Thursday, January 15, 2015
no no no no no nobody
it's true. you are unique. you might paint the same painting at Sip N Paint but it isn't the same. you may cut your hair exactly like someone you admire. but it isn't the same. you may try to follow someone else's path to success, and but their "how to be me" book, but it won't work - you are destined for a different and unique path. you really are. and if it takes you 50-some-odd years to realize it, well then - it does. and that learning time/process is part of your unique path. you can buy self-help, follow me to bliss books/ecourses, etc. But - trust me…it isn't where you belong. go inward every day and listen…i call it prayer and listening, you may call it meditation or whatever - words are just words...the real, true maybe scared part of you that knows the way…that knows left turn from right turn and will guide you truly…go inward quietly for even a few minutes a day, before the bustle and hassle…listen to your core. i know i sound like a yoga teacher, but it is at the gut where your truths will be found - the part of you that is a no BS-zone…in that packed down ball you keep squeezing and squeezing like a snowball, hoping it will go away or stay small…it is the most exciting part of you…and the scariest…your journey. i made the mistake of letting up on the pressure, and parts have begun to explode out…glimpses of futures possible and wanted and authentic and so amazingly tantalizing that i dare not even hope they are real. in case.
i know a woman who shared her story with me. she is a woman in total alignment with herself, as far as i can tell. she walks gracefully and with purpose. she talks slowly with meaning. she lives a life unimaginable - a 7-figure company of her own (her 2nd one, by the way), a beautiful house on the ocean's front porch, travels to exotic lands and famous dinner parties filled with intoxicating conversation and music. she was born to this privilege? no. when she shared her story with me, the part that stayed with me was that she was sleeping in her studio and showering daily at a friend's house. a few bucks away from homeless. but she realized that she had to leave the situation she was in - or choose to stay there, be physically comfortable but have to hack off the emotional side of herself - the part where she knew what she knew. where her core was. for so many years, i remembered only the scary part - the part about not having a home per se, and so i stayed put. but still the dreams and knowings and urges rumbled about inside, taking on physical aspects as well, in the form of migraines and the like. but see, i can't follow her story. or anyone's story. i have my own to write. for whatever reason, there is a unique story within each of us. and although we inspire each other by our courage and by our creativity and by our just plain shouldering through it, we each have our own path to walk. i have no need of self-help books or how-to books. i don't need fixing. i do need to listen, though. listen and do. find my way. FIND my way. find MY way. and once i realized that i am made with just the exact size, shape, temperament, skills, and options that i need to complete my run for the roses, it was an easy next step. scary, but easier. because i knew i couldn't fail. i knew just knew i would always be on the right path of my journey if i just listened. and rather than think "but i don't have this or that" if i keep my eyes focused on the prize ahead without wavering or resting, then i will walk straight and true. and hopefully inspire you to do the same. eye on the prize. whatever that is to you. whatever Tiny step that is for you today. yes, the Tiny Step Initiative is in full bloom - join me on your own. what is your goal…what is your gut telling you? what tiny step can you take today to get there? maybe just acknowledging your gut. maybe more. it's your tiny step. every day.
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