There's a lot going on around me right now. Sometimes that stuff creeps in and feels more important, more MINE, than it really is. Getting away reminded me that I am not responsible for that stuff, that the majority of it is created by other folks, and that by supporting it I give it wings that it doesn't deserve.
Nature is a great reminder of just where my own personal boundaries need to be. I am not responsible for anyone other than me out there. Or here either. If that sounds selfish, then so be it. It's a good selfish. The kind more of us should indulge in.
Every year about this time I take off with my younger brother for a few days. This year we returned to Maine. Our goals were simple and twofold:
1) To stand at the easternmost point of the US.
2) To see moose in the wild.
Moose, being wild creatures and therefore less predictable, were a bit more tricky. Regardless, I was quite certain that we would be successful. And we were.
Not just successful, but successful beyond my wildest hopes - which are fairly out there. This little yearling calf came up and grazed about ten feet from where we were sitting. So trusting. Both parents calmly allowing us to adore him while they grazed tasty things from the bottom of the lake.
When I ponder this after the fact, I think we just created a space that allowed for such a close moose encounter by believing it would happen. That kind of idea may seem foreign to you, but I have seen it work time and time again (and I have rarely seen the reverse work - i.e. by believing something won't happen that it actually does). The first step in having anything happen is to believe that it can. That creates a little space in which the magic can happen....moose magic. That's an idea that had gotten lost in the drift of emotional garbage around me.
The next day, I made my intention known that I wanted to be surprised. I didn't care what form it took. Just something unexpected. When we checked in at the Portland airport, the desk clerk offered us a deal too sweet to pass on. If we agreed to fly out the next morning instead of right then, he would fly us first class, give us a swank hotel and food vouchers for the evening and.....give each of us two round trip tickets to anywhere in the US that the airline flies. Since little brother and I are not Bill Gates, we jumped on it. Only later did I remember that I wanted to be surprised. Boy Howdy was I!
The whole thing seems unreal and kinda funny now that I'm sitting at home. It was so easy. And I have to ask myself, if big magics like moose and fantastical airline upgrades are as easy as asking, then why does my life seem so hard?
*Insert sonic BOOM here*
It's hard because I become afraid of the unknown. It's hard because I forget to ask for what I want. It's hard because I stop believing in the magic. It's hard because I tell myself it's hard.
So whenever I feel overwhelmed with crap, I'm just gonna try to remember this little guy. Remember how he just appeared out of the blue. Remember that all I have to do is lean out into the unknown a bit and picture a new horizon for the magic to happen.
What a great experience! Welcome back and holy smoke! Thanks for sharing your magic!
ReplyDeleteI needed that! Thank you, Magic Mary!!! Belated happy birthday and hope to see you soon.
ReplyDeleteLove it, Mary!
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A timely reminder to lean in and set your intentions. Thanks!
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