Setting myself up for failure
Does the universe send you messages?
Today I got a message, over and over again.
Let go. Get quiet. Listen to yourself. Do what you are compelled to do.
But how?
The question that sends me into a frenzy of googling, reading and note taking. The answer: don’t worry about that. Stop it. I’ll figure it out. And if that’s too much to handle then try to just let your mind give you the pros and cons and then let your heart be the judge.
Next steps
So I’ve previously written about how I try to manage projects by having an end goal and knowing what my next steps are. Well one admission is that I’m not really sure what my end goal is, and working that out is one thing I want to work on. So my next step can be to start finding out what it is that I want.
I’ve supposedly been doing this for the last year (the “I’m taking time out to decide what to do next” story). But buggery bollocks have I. I’ve been spending the year going “I don’t have to have a job” and just basking in awe at that statement (the silly grin on my face as I said it probably pissed a few people off too). Finding out that stuff happens even if you don’t pre-plan it to the tiniest detail, finding out that there are people out there like me, and reading everything I could lay my hands on as an avoidance to actually doing anything (as well as a massive big learning trip – pun intended).
I’m bored of reading however. Well, ok, that’s a total lie. I’m bored of feeling like I’m getting nowhere, the reading I can and will keep doing because I LOVE IT to pieces. Learning. That joyous, scrumptious perfection. How could I spend a day not learning something new. It would be a dead day to me. But learning all the time is just plain exhausting, down time is a necessity for my brain to process information. That means sleeping a heck of a lot or having the occasional ‘winter’ resting period. Since sleeping lots really pisses people off even more than saying “I don’t have to have a job”, and I haven’t mastered afternoon naps yet, I get these little winters crop up, such as my recent energy slump.
So next steps?
Ok, so the point I was going for, and missed somewhere, was that I’ve yet to take direct action. Whilst it’s true that I’ve been thinking about stuff, I want to feel like I’ve at least tried to take action, even if I fall flat on my face and find out I need some more time or something. So here goes…
For the next 30 days I’m going to do 20 minutes breathing meditation every day.
Anyone not overwhelmed by this needs to pretend right now that this is the most amazing revelation they have heard, or just keep quiet, m’kay?! For me this is absolutely pants-wetting terrifying. It triggers so many buttons that I’m listing them here just so I can really embrace the freaking out I’m doing right now:
- Fear of becoming a grey fuddy-duddy who does the same thing every day
- Fear of my friends, family and bf mocking me
- Fear of committing to something for zero results
- Fear of failing completely and publicly
- Fear of stillness and quiet
- Fear of finding out something I don’t like
And, ’cause maybe there’s a few things I’ve learnt to help with these, I’m going to try and remember that:
- I can handle it
- People change
- I’m loved
- The only thing that matters is that it’s right for me
- ‘Zero results’ never happens when you’re mindful
- I can only fail completely if I continue to put it off
- I can handle it
I’m going to write about how I’m doing here, kinda Steve Pavlina style except me-style, if you catch my drift. And to try and make it more likely that I keep to this my plan is to tie it up with my (very flexible, because otherwise I’d drop it straight off) morning routine. When I’ve got around to doing stuff like eat, wash and dress I’m going for Shiva Nata then meditation then journaling.
And now I’m going to actually publish this post, about 9 hours after I started it.


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