It is totally amazing (and completely lame) how fear can enact a debilitating effect on all things awesome. Let me give you an example:
It is in my greatest pleasure to amp up my Pleasure Biz. I desire to coach and write and teach and collaborate and create from a loving space full time. Oh how yummy that sounds. My soul wants it. My spirit sings about it. My beliefs know it is a reality. My thoughts on the other hand are crushing the possibility in it’s tight fucking fist. For the pleasurably positive person that I am, there are a sickening amount of negative thoughts floating around in my brain. These thoughts are poison. They lull me into inaction and fill my mouth with excuses on why NOT to do the things I truly want to do. Disgusting!
The crazy thing is that I can see them. I am watching them wreck havoc on my mentality. I am fully aware that they are NOT in divine alignment with what a believe and know to be true. They are tricky little bastards and I want to beat them into a bloody little pulp for the damage they are doing to my dreams.
But as Gandhi said, “An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind.”
He was so loving and smart! What a precious pumpkin pie of a man! He also said, “Be the change you wish to see in the world.”
Quite powerful old man! So I heeded his advice. I sat down with MY little precious pumpkin pie of a man and asked him to hold a loving space for me while I did some inner spring cleaning. I dug in and pulled out all the crap that was nesting inside of me. I said it out loud and released it into the ethers to dissolve into the nothingness from whence it came. After all that messy mind crap was gone, I was left with the good stuff. My true intention in this life. My aim. My aspiration and inspiration: to share and be love. To receive love and speak love and teach love through personal pleasure. Once I was reminded of why I am on this planet, all the fears that loomed around previously seemed laughable, irrelevant.
In service to my intention to share love, it would be a pleasure to be of loving service to you and your intentions. If you desire to learn how to spring clean, or just need a partner to hold space for you, it would be an absolute honor! (email firstname.lastname@example.org)
I leave you with this poem by the incomparable Shel Silverstein. I flipped to it randomly and smiled as it exemplified sweetly the power of our thoughts to create something or Nobody out of nothing…………because isn’t it lovely how we don’t have to believe everything we think? Phew!
NOBODYNobody loves me, Nobody cares, Nobody picks me peaches and pears, Nobody offers me candy and Cokes, Nobody listens and laughs at my jokes, Nobody helps me when I get in a fight, Nobody does all my homework at night, Nobody misses me, Nobody cries, Nobody thinks I’m a wonderful guy. So if you ask me who’s my best friend, in a whiz, I’ll stand up and tell you that Nobody is. But yesterday night I got quite a scare, I woke up and Nobody just wasn’t there. I called out and reached for Nobody’s hand, In the darkness where Nobody usually stands. Then I poked through the house, in each cranny and nook, But I found somebody each place that I looked. I searched till I’m tired and now with the dawn, There’s no doubt about it- Nobody’s gone!