"What's around the corner ..." |
If
you didn't like brussel sprouts or fairy cabbages (as one parent
markets them to her children) you wouldn't buy them for your dinner,
would you?
So
my question is ...
“If
I hate deadlines, why would I even consider starting a blog?”
and
the answer ... “I have no idea!”
All
I know is that some invisible force has planted a “blog seed”
within my aura and used one of my friends to make me aware of this
with her encouraging suggestion.
After
voicing a vague possibility of starting a blog, an instantly created
fan club has totally ignored the word “possibility” by replacing
it with a question about the launching date.
On
hearing “launching date”, all I could see was a word “deadlines”
flashing red in front of my eyes. I love writing, but deadlines are
my enemies. So no stories, no blog and no deadlines was my mind's
quick decision. Phew!
While
my mind was ready to move on, my heart was still experiencing an
inner battle ... love of writing versa
fear of deadlines.
Every
time love has scored a goal, fear matched it up, but as the time went
on (and on ...) the invisible force decided to interfere once again
by slowly tilting a scale in favour of my newly formed fan club.
A decision to start a blog was just around the corner, but the launching date nowhere to be seen or too many corners away.
In order to cement a release date something else had to happened, and so it did.
A decision to start a blog was just around the corner, but the launching date nowhere to be seen or too many corners away.
In order to cement a release date something else had to happened, and so it did.
One
day, I decided to see a psychic with hope of clarifying this as well
as few other issues on hand.
One
of the strongest messages received during this reading was about my
new career path. To be honest, it was presented to me more like an
order rather than a suggestion and it even contained a 48 hours
deadline.
While
giving it serious consideration I became aware of this uncomfortable
feeling arising inside my body. The more I researched, the more
uncomfortable I felt about the whole thing.
As
much as I had a heartfelt connection to the essence of this potential
career path, I could not see myself being limited by its outer layers
of puppet strings that would sooner rather than later suffocate my
free spirit.
“You
need to decide” ... I heard someone's voice.
“Am
I at the end of my 48 hours deadline?” ... I asked.
“You
can either follow up on the reader's message or ... you can launch a
blog” ... was the reply.
“Since
when are they teaching selling techniques in heaven?
Who
said that I have to choose between a round or a square container,
when what I really want is an ice cream.” ...
were my afterthoughts.
However,
at the time of hearing this unusual request something prevented me
from questioning it and without a moment of hesitation my heart as
well as my mind have unanimously decided on the blog, as deadlines
(though scary) felt enormously less threatening to the existence of
my free spirit.
After
a few days of pondering, I have nominated 5th of October
2012 as the official birth day of “What's around the corner?” to
be followed by a private naming ceremony with my editor and my
immediate motivational support group as the proud Guardians.
This
news was received with great joy by one of my clients on the “blog
release” waiting list. As I was accompanying her to the door, she
said ...
“Last
time I saw you, your feelings about the blog were very different.
What happened in the past four weeks that made you change your mind?”
After
a moment of reflection, I became aware (this time on the conscious
level) that my visit to the psychic and the message regarding my new
career were the ones to initiate this change.
As
I was telling her about it, a Jewish tale read a very long time ago
popped out from my memory bank. The
similarity of this particular tale and my visit to the psychic made
me realise how fortunate I was to pick up on “Rabbi's” message
without bringing home a goat, a cow and all the chickens.
It's charming - and enlightening. Full-on Olga! Lovely my dear. Would love to make that trip.
ReplyDeleteTell us about the city with the moat!
And were the blossoms eaten (drunk) or did they just fall? In one day?
Best wishes for your success and happiness. I know you deserve it!
Ronald
Hi Ronald,
Deleteunfortunately the blossoms were all drunk as they shared their life to create a few magical moments and one of them was definitely appreciated.