It’s another race around the clock. This weekend I am in a livestream woo woo workshop for the spiritually minded. A friend calls it woo woo camp. Like yesterday and the day before, I have three hours before it starts, and if I don’t push the publish button before it begins, I’m sunk. Oh, the pressure!
As I sit here in my Lazygirl waiting for inspiration to strike, I wonder if today is going to be another struggle. Then it dawns on me that struggle is a outcome of a dysfunctional belief system. If I sit around wondering whether it’s going to be a struggle, it will be. Struggle becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy by virtue of my faulty beliefs.
My blog-writing game plan is to push publish before 10 am daily, but I missed my deadline for the first time yesterday when I doubted my ability to do so before an early meeting. I thought I couldn’t do it. And I didn’t. I flunked button-push. Self-fulfilling prophecy.
Self-doubt strikes again. Blast!
See? Now that’s a perfect example of a faulty belief that hijacked my game plan and knocked me off track. Bummer. So off I go, back to the drawing board to reassess what went wrong.
Woo woo it may be, but this workshop reminds me about where I have gone awry and what in-flight corrections may be in order. It has jogged my memory and given me some grist for the upgrade mill. I ain’t done yet. Drat.
So far, I have been reminded about the power of thought and the importance of paying attention to what is going on in my head, lest I manifest something in my world that I would rather not. My belief in struggle, for example.
This brings up another question. Am I placing my faith in my head, or in my heart? Is it in the ego part of myself that thinks I am so smart that I can do it on my own? Or is it in the hands of a higher authority that has my best interests at heart and stands ready to provide all that I need to grow, thrive, and be happy?
I am a self-acknowledged slow learner and it may take me a while to figure things out, but I get there eventually. One thing I know for sure—when I think I am so smart that I can do stuff on my own, I invite myself to fall flat on my face. But when I remember to turn the hard stuff over to my Higher Self, or Soul, or God, or whatever one might want to call it, struggle vanishes and the road rises up to meet me.
Today I chose to put my faith in my heart instead of my head. The result? I still have an hour and a half until woo woo camp begins. Woo hoo! Yay God!
Note: The photo above is courtesy of New Waves of Light, a website designed by anonymous individuals around the world who share the intention of bringing light and love to a world of darkness and chaos. (newwavesoflight.org or NWOL.us).