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So I’ve built this up beyond what I think it can ever live up to. I didn’t mean too. I just didn’t want to get caught up in my week and not share this with you all. Because I do that sometimes. Do you? And today there were, of course, a million other things I could have blogged about. Doesn’t that always happen.
Like. Oprah coming to AUSTRALIA. Holy. I may die. I loves me some Oprah. And today I got some of the best excuses I have ever heard for bad behavior and late rent. And then I saw this guy, wandering along the side of the road, in the middle of nowhere and slowed to ask if he was okay. And he said “Yep. Enjoying the sunshine. It’s a beautiful day.” And he waved me on. Now any one of these things I could normally stretch into it’s own post. And I may just do that later in the week if I get desperate.
But there was a specific purpose to today. So what is it, you may ask? Or bloody hell, on with it girl might be more your style. Here I go. So fingers crossed I can convey it sufficiently.
Lately, you may have noticed, I have been struggling. Life was hard work. There was no joy. The invitations to hang out, party or even visit had dried up. So had the money. All I could see was the things that were wrong. This one wasn’t talking to me. That one is a pain in the ass. This one always does THAT. That one is just like that, ignore them, hope they go away. Work was full on. I was tired. I was arguing with Hubby. My house was a mess. The yard was worse. It was the perfect storm of crap’ness. Officially declared, worst month ever. Right, I’ve made that clear. Moving on.
And I showed up last night to my IL classroom carting all of that on my back and circles under my eyes. I smiled. Because that is what I do. Smile and tough it out. And the classroom started. We had a conversation around effectiveness which lead to talk of brain pathways and mirror neurons and all this sorta jazz. And we were discussing that who you are being has an impact on the environment around you. Especially people. And not in the obvious ‘Wow that crap move you pulled really made me angry’ but in a brainwave/pathway type way. And you become a clearing for certain things to show up and a blockage for other things that are attempting to show up.
Hmmm. Ok. I thought. I can see that. My life had shown up that way. The thoughts and shortcomings and thing’s that were terribly, terribly wrong that I had thought I was keeping inside were manifesting outside. Every-FREAKIN-where. And there are things I want, that at times seem very, very blocked from coming to me.
But then we were asked to consider how far our influence, or our clearing, went. And what if we could be responsible for a way of being for people waaaay beyond ourselves. Because really none of us know how far our influence goes until we do. Stretching far past our family, friends and immediate community. Reaching out further and further.
And I thought. Or the world.
And all I could think of was that Gandhi quote ‘Be the change you want to see in the world’. And I sat very, very quietly. If I wanted people to know their greatness, I have to know my own and be the clearing for others greatness to show up. If I want abundance, health and wellbeing or if I want kindness and laughter, it starts with me. If I want peace through out the world, I need to be peaceful. And peace would show up.
And I was like, wooooah. Too much. I need to pee.
So I did. And when I came back I was lighter. No, that is not a reference to the pee. Gross. And I had made a resolve that I would BE the change I wanted to see in the world. I would live an amazing life filled with love and laughter and abundance and health and contribution. And peaceful. Because if I can contribute to world peace just by being great with the people I come in contact with… Well, that is something within my realm to do. And really, who knows how far it could reach.
So. Tell me. What would you take on being if you were BEING the change you want to see in the world? And did that make any sense at all?
Suger 
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