We’re just a few days from the end! Get in your final miracles so that you can finish with a sense of accomplishment. 🙂
I know this has nothing to do with anything, except it came up in an image search and made me laugh. 🙂
For the last several weeks I’ve been working on a big project at the newspaper and it’s almost done – it’s scheduled to be sent to the printers today! It’s so exciting for me to start something and then complete it. For a while I was feeling down about the project because I knew that it wasn’t the best work I was possibly capable of.
But for the last several days I’ve been allowing myself a little break. The conditions under which I was producing this (ie – it’s a guide of all things winter and it goes to print before there’s snow on the ground, so there’s no room for photos and first person stories, which is what I’m best at) weren’t conducive to it being my best possible work. However, within those conditions, it’s still a really solid piece. So what if it’s not perfect? Always pushing myself to be PERFECT is what got me so neurotic in the first place!
Today I’m just going to enjoy the fact that this year’s guide is done.
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William
October 11, 2011 at 11:30 AM (UTC -4) Link to this comment
There hasn’t been much of interest for me to post recently regarding the things that move toward and away from joy. Things have been humming along and I’m typically joyful which is great but maybe not so interesting to write about. Today I noticed that while fall is my favorite time of year it is often a little sad for me as I also feel winter coming. The last week or so there has been no sadness. I’m just happy and loving how beautiful and pleasant fall is. That seems to fit Leah’s definition of a miracle as a shift in consciousness.
LMVL
October 11, 2011 at 2:35 PM (UTC -4) Link to this comment
My shifts of consciousness are openings of awareness. I’ve been becoming more and more honest with myself about my feelings and reactions and emotions in general, rather than pushing them down and living in a state of self compromise/sacrifice. I’m identifying moments I don’t react as authentically as I wish, and even if it’s in retrospect…minutes or hours later, I can see the truth and roots of my emotions. Inviting that honesty allows me to identify those truths closer and closer to the moments they arise, hoping that eventually my reactions can be authentic without pause or practiced defensive reaction.
I’m also approaching, or rather been pacing along the edge of a milestone in my life. For the past 2.5 months I have lingered in the same body weight after consistently and safely shedding a total of 46 lbs. Those actual scale numbers though can really play games with your head. So there’s the BIG hurdle of a number only 2-5 lbs away and I’ve been toying with getting past it. Translation : I have to accept being worthy of that accomplishment and all it means to be below this (in my head) giant number – to in fact let myself get beyond it. Deeper translation : In my head – can no longer blame my weight on things if I get beyond this number. Deeper yet : Can I feel proud of myself, responsible for myself, and love myself “as is” no matter what the number is on the scale. How do I define myself and create identity for myself once I say okay – this is the me I choose to be and love. Here goes – on any given day it’s only 2-5 lbs away. Deep breath, head held high, open eyes and take that leap!
Both scenarios require me to be more authentically honest with myself and no longer hide behind either self sacrifice, or weight. It’s frightening and freeing, and that’s the truth!
Susan M
October 11, 2011 at 10:59 PM (UTC -4) Link to this comment
My long weekend was one big ol’ fat juicy miracle. I took no work with me on my trip to our cabin in the north country. Friday evening I arrived and enjoyed every sip of a margarita at my fave restaurant. Then proceeded to relish every waking and sleeping moment of a gorgeous weekend at our cabin. I felt so alive as I drank in every moment, feeling, sound, sight, taste. My husband, stepson and I had an amazingly fun late night card game that ended in a water fight with all 3 of us belly laughing.
Eileen
October 12, 2011 at 8:08 AM (UTC -4) Link to this comment
I loved your comments about not producing your best work. Oh, how I can relate. When I was a newspaper editor I’d beat myself up over not producing the very best editorial every week, until I finally realized it didn’t have to be the best, it just had to be there — there had to be something in that spot that was well written and thoughtful, but it didn’t have to change the world! That lifted such a weight from my shoulders.A huge miracle in my life.
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