"Insights." My coach always calls those times when I have personal discoveries and times of awareness about life issues..."insights." Most of the time when I'm in the throes of my lessons, the words I hear myself use are far more descriptive than..."insights."
Take the other day, for instance. It's become quite clear that one of my many life lessons (coupled with the daily practice of faith) had been dealing with the illusion of lack and all the distractions, pitfalls, pains...lack...that can come with that mindset. I was having an internal "conversation," I'll just call it, about whether or not I could justify spending a few extra dollars on an afternoon with my son - extra dollars that I didn't appear to have if all the bills were going to get paid and the food was going to get bought and yadda, yadda, yadda.
I was in the midst of my..."insight"...when the toilet decides it was going on strike and threatened to overflow rather than flush. I had already worked myself up to the point of panic, and now THIS? Seriously? "Even my toilet is overflowing and ABUNDANT, and I can't even scrape together an extra $15 to have lunch with my kid? You have got to be kidding me!!!" ...is the G-rated version of that episode. So I get the plunger and started working it and... NOTHING. "The toilet is STILL more wealthy than my bank account!!" At this point I'm doing my best to maintain any sense of control over the situation, so I breathe and try again - repositioning the plunger in hopes that this time it'll do it's blasted job. Finally...success! As I stood there admiring the fact that 1) the toilet now appears as empty as my bank account, and 2) I had at least accomplished one thing that day, a Moses Moments happened and I heard, "God is like a plunger."
Excuse me? "God is like a plunger?" I mean, clearly God has a sense of humor - just look around you - but to liken Himself to something that gets s*&t out of a clogged toilet? Really? Well, when you think about it...why not? How many times have we all said or heard, "My life is in the crapper" or "my life is s*&t."? If all of life truly does come down to everything being either of Love or fear, and God is Love, then what better analogy to present Himself to us than as the lowliest of all repair tools - the plunger?
When you have faith that the "Plunger" is going to do what it's designed and promised to do, there really is never a time to fear that the toilet will be clogged forever. Once I got over the shock of calling The Big Guy a toilet tool, I realized that my thoughts of lack had been keeping me from spending time with the people I love and care about most - my children, my family, my friends and yes, even God. Everyone. I would spend all of my waking hours at work and when I wasn't working, I was trying to come up with other ways to generate extra income. And for what? Distance from my family? Missing out on my boys' basketball games - or even a quick lunch? Really? Is a dollar seriously worth never being able to get those moments back? And then I had a Scarlet Moment: "As Plunger as my witness, I will never let the illusion of lack keep me from my children again!!!"
So I cleaned up, got dressed - covering up the plumber's crack, of course - got EXTRA gas and EXTRA pumpkin gelato with my boy, and enjoyed every minute of love I was blessed to share for the rest of the day! And now any time that pesky distraction of lack creeps up, I remember the lessons I learned from my "insight" that day and shout:
"God is the Ultimate Plunger!!!"
Last week I signed up to make Blondies that were going to be used during the intermission of my older son's high school theater production. While I was at the store shopping for all of the necessary ingredients to create these amazing delicacies, I was torn between using butter or margarine. I opted for the real deal because, hey...nothing but the finest for MY son. (That, and I didn't want spend the weekend thinking people might have known that I was the one who made them with - dare I say - margarine?) (o;
Since I had never used this recipe before I wasn't sure how they were going to turn out, but let me tell you...the ease of creating these sugary masterpieces is borderline dangerous! So more and more did I sign up to make (and of course had to taste-test) - until I ran out of butter. It had been a long and tiring day of running around, and I only needed one more stick of butter to make one last batch of Blondies for the show the next day. I didn't want to have to make one more grocery store run, so I took the easy way out and hit the local dollar store knowing they'd HAVE to have butter. And they did! But it wasn't the real butter that I knew would make the perfect baked good, but the butter-like substitute known as margarine. I went with it anyway out of sheer convenience.
What's my point, you ask? I'll let the picture do all the talking. Now, I didn't take this picture, but it's exactly what my friend and I discovered after about five tries of using "more of this," and "less of that" as we tweaked the recipe to figure out what we were doing wrong.
The Blondies on the left were made with butter and the ones on the right...well, not so much. The margarine-made desserts came out tasting like a really good cake that would be pretty amazing with some cream cheese frosting on them, but they didn't turn out as they were designed. We used everything the recipe called for, and we did everything in the right order. We mixed and baked everything according to the direction, but the finished products were obviously very different.
Moral of the story? Life is like making Blondies. You can settle for the lesser ingredients out of convenience and still get a finished product. Ooorr...you can opt to use REAL butter and get the best tasting, most addicting results out of life that you most certainly deserve to have...the first time around.
So the next time you're in a situation where you're not sure what to do, ask yourself, "What's my goal here...Blondies or cake?"
Happy Baking!
Danica
www.unpackyourlife.com
www.victoriamills.com/your-life-lift-team
So last night my friend and I were offered two downloadable tickets to a movie screening - which we found out about a little too late to actually have printed. We chanced it and went to the theater to see if we could sweet-talk our way in without the passes but to no avail. As we were standing outside the theater trying to decide what to do next, we figured, "When all else fails...get coffee!" We knew there was a Starbucks close - three of them, in fact - but since it'd been a while that either of us had been to that outdoor mall we took off in search of a Directory. As we stood there for at least a good four minutes trying to figure out where Store 154 was in relation to where we were (we found the other two Starbucks on the "map," btw...), I happened to turn to my right. Lo and behold within 43 feet of us was Store 154 - The Starbucks we had spent so much time trying to find.
How often does this happen in our daily lives? We feel lost and directionless and even when we stop to ask - beg and plead even - for help, if we had just looked to our right we could have seen the answer was waiting for us right there all along. Sometimes we get so caught up in how things "must" or "should" be that we forgot to think - or even glance - outside the box. Boxes contain darkness, limits and usually a whole lot of unnecessary "stuff," and if we take just one baby step toward peeking over the top edge of the box, it's amazing how the view - your perspective - can change in a matter of seconds.
What's outside your box waiting to be discovered? Happiness? Peace? Starbucks??! Go ahead...peek. What's the worst thing that can happen...a great cup of coffee?
Here's to your new view!! Cheers!
Danica
www.unpackyourlife.com
www.victoriamills.com/your-lift-life-team
