I think there should be a warning on the cover of books by and about great minds and forward thinkers that reads something like this: "Warning! Assimilating the ideas and information contained herein could cause severe expansion of the mind. There is a possibility that the ensuing growth could reach critical mass resulting in the complete dissolution of life as you now know it. There may occur a dissociation with ideas, relationships and methods of operation that supported the structure of your "safe" life. And you may find yourself sailing without a compass as you leave behind the shores of Play-It-Safe for the purpose of discovering new and uncharted territory. With these warnings in mind, read on, if you dare."
When I relinquished my title as Queen of Play-It-Safe, I had no idea that I would be challenged in the ways I have been. I knew that I could no longer tolerate playing it safe. It was like being a zombie, not really living, not quite dead. But I did not know that between leaving behind the "safety" of the old life, and entering into the larger life I have envisioned, there would be a passage through dark, forbidding waters, full of all sorts of dangers that are mostly figments of my imagination. I didn't know that I would feel lost much of the time. I did believe and I do believe that dangers that are created in the imagination can be annihilated in the same way they are created. They are only thoughts, and thoughts can be changed instantly.
I can just make out a lighthouse beacon signifying the approach of land. What a welcome sight!
“Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor
do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is
no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing.” -Helen Keller
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Monday, January 08, 2007
Success
Sometimes success can be defined as getting up one more time than you fall down.
But since falling isn't my idea of fun, whenever it happens, I am going to take some time to figure out where the imbalance is or what the obstacle that caused me to fall in the first place.
Sometimes it's easy to see, and sometimes I have to take the same tumble a few times before I get the picture.
However, I am nothing if not persistent, so I will figure it out. Making mistakes is understandable, but I loathe repeating them.
And the amazing thing is, the obstacle is never real. It always turns out to be an illusion. It's just like fear. When you decide there is no real danger, fear vaporizes. When you decide the obstacle doesn't exist in reality, it vanishes.
Believing is seeing. Disbelieving is discreating.
At least that's the truth in my experience.
But since falling isn't my idea of fun, whenever it happens, I am going to take some time to figure out where the imbalance is or what the obstacle that caused me to fall in the first place.
Sometimes it's easy to see, and sometimes I have to take the same tumble a few times before I get the picture.
However, I am nothing if not persistent, so I will figure it out. Making mistakes is understandable, but I loathe repeating them.
And the amazing thing is, the obstacle is never real. It always turns out to be an illusion. It's just like fear. When you decide there is no real danger, fear vaporizes. When you decide the obstacle doesn't exist in reality, it vanishes.
Believing is seeing. Disbelieving is discreating.
At least that's the truth in my experience.
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Miracles Happen
Almost everyone I have told this to so far believes it is mechanical failure, but this is no less than an absolute miracle.
I took my daughter to the clinic the other day with my gas gauge almost on empty. Empty is where it should have been based on the amount of driving I had done since the last time I put gas in it.
On the way home, I looked at my gas gauge to see if I would have enough gas to get home, and I was surprised to see the gas gauge read 3/4 tank. I asked my daughter to verify that the gauge read almost empty earlier and she confirmed it. She was sure someone had come and put gas in my car, but no one who had access to my car had been anywhere around during that time period.
Not only that, but I ran appointments in my car over a 50 mile range in a car that gets gas mileage in the 30's and even made it home on less than 1/16 tank that next evening - a trip that measured over 20 miles.
I had been asking for a miracle, so even though it was surprising, I have no trouble believing that a miracle is just what I got. I wonder what other miracles lie in my future?
I took my daughter to the clinic the other day with my gas gauge almost on empty. Empty is where it should have been based on the amount of driving I had done since the last time I put gas in it.
On the way home, I looked at my gas gauge to see if I would have enough gas to get home, and I was surprised to see the gas gauge read 3/4 tank. I asked my daughter to verify that the gauge read almost empty earlier and she confirmed it. She was sure someone had come and put gas in my car, but no one who had access to my car had been anywhere around during that time period.
Not only that, but I ran appointments in my car over a 50 mile range in a car that gets gas mileage in the 30's and even made it home on less than 1/16 tank that next evening - a trip that measured over 20 miles.
I had been asking for a miracle, so even though it was surprising, I have no trouble believing that a miracle is just what I got. I wonder what other miracles lie in my future?
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