In my coaching session with Stacy last week, we talked about all these amazing things that are coming so easily to me: being approached to give and get paid for - very important! - a writing workshop; potential travel to Boston and Scotland (yes, the country) paid for by my clients; a new collaboration that's going to do wonderful things for Write Well U and writers who are interested in publishing; finishing my short story and working on the next one; excited about my future...
I gushed and gushed about all these wonderful things happening. It feels like Christmas all the time.
Stacy's observation: "You've been pushing most of your life to get where you are. Now, you're not pushing so much, and you're pulling these things to you."
And I realized she's right. Most of my life has been constant pushing. The last few months, as rough as they have been, have involved me letting go of some of these areas (maybe all - I can't think of an area where I'm still having to push). And since I let them go (at the time not realizing how much I had had to push and work), it's freed my energies, and I'm not fighting against the current.
That's where I want to be. Maybe all of us want to be there, but how many of us really are? How much of our lives are spent pushing, pushing, pushing because that's the way we think it has to be? Or it's not an ideal situation and we're trying to make the most of it? Or we're taking responsibility for everything to make life bearable, to make it work? Or we put up with things because we think we have to, because that's just the way things are?
So I give up the pushing, and, instead, I pull things to me. To put it another way, and to use another metaphor, it's like flowing downstream instead of fighting upstream. (That metaphor comes from Stacy and when I wrote this post, it was Dominic's birthday weekend. I wasn't going to bug her for clarification. I'm sure she'll happily comment and expand upon that metaphor if necessary.)
Here's to pulling life, wonder, gifts, desire, joy, love, fulfillment, creativity to me. Even just writing that sends shivers up my spine.
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