For a while now, I’ve been hanging out in the magical land of Sam Bennet called Get It Done! And I have, as I hoped, gotten a boatload of it done.
I’ve also encountered lots of other pilgrims on the path!
People from other places. People with other gifts and dreams. People wise enough to know that learning some new things – or ways of being – just might be helpful in getting out of some all too familiar hamster wheels of doing.
Here’s a thing I noticed…
Whatever we showed up to get done, we seem to have something in common.
Stuff!
Specifically, Stuck Stuff!
Some of it looks a lot like the kind of old stuff which hides in cardboard boxes and doesn’t pay rent in the spaces we call home. Or garage. Or Pod.
Some of it looks like paper. Stacks and stacks of it.
Some of looks like – heresy alert! – books! Or even shoes!
Well, you get it.
Sorting and pitching… packing and toting… donating, and even garage sales, seem to be on many of our lists.
And, yes, I’ve gotten lots of that done.
Even better, though, is the sorting that’s gone in my head. You know… the virtual box kind. And, if you’ve been reading along for a bit, you may recall that I have a thing for something I call Unsticking Stuck Stuff!
It seems this is something almost all of us – however grudgingly – admit we could use more of. And something almost all of us struggle with.
And I have some new ideas!
Well… maybe not so much new ideas as new possibilities, woven with vision and care, out of old, dusty stuff we inherited without even realizing it!
Amazingly, that kind of weaving seems to become dreams. And words. And images. And all of those, together, can become new Realities.
I’m not making this up!
In fact, it happened in my world this very week!
And a whole lot of my dreams are clearer. And sprouting actual paths. And concrete action.
Oh, there’s more to do!
I will give you a hint, though.
Labels!
(And who gets to choose them!)
Curious???
Great! Because, as my old friend, Steve Glenn, used to say… that’s our most powerfull state for learning!
Curious enough to learn more???
My gift to you… 45 minutes… Concrete HOPE. Because that’s what this Grandmother is in charge of! (A cuppa and a scrap of red thread would be handy.)
ps… take a minute to thank some of your greatest teachers along the way and notice what they had in common! I’m sure thanking mine!!!
pps… the painting is last summer’s Legend… almost finished and checking out the real estate with the rest of the tribe! What do you see???