Stuck in the Weeds
What a week! Sick as a dog! Seriously. I lost the battle and became all about me. I was center of the universe and the universe was ALL WRONG!!
The sun when it shined hurt my eyes.
Folks weren’t responding — gee I wonder why?
I wanted someone to fix me.
It wasn’t the universe that was wrong — it was ME.
Yesterday, I had a conversation with myself about decisions and irresistibility. It went something like this,
Aren’t you the only sick person on the planet? Aren’t you the only one who has lots to get done? If you don’t like where you are, move your location; change your disposition; get out of the center of the universe.
So I did. I just decided that the universe and my friends are already supporting me more than I was noticing. I was so right about that. Heroes and angels were all around me — clients, sponsors, family, friends, folks who hardly knew me were suggesting how to lighten my load — They weren’t asking anything in return.
Once I got out of the weeds I could see that it had been raining wildflowers!!
I saw their smiles. Each made me just a little bit better. Quickly those little bits added up to big bunches. I’m back in the world of living color.
Thank you to every wildflower I know.