David Neagle, one of my great teachers, has often asked us to look at where in the process (of doing anything) we give up. What are the things that make us just turn around and quit.
In my case, it’s often that I slide so very slowly into the abyss of sloth that I hardly notice it anymore.
I’ve never been that kind of person.
I’m more the “flow with the river/path of least resistance” kind of chick. If it doesn’t come easily to me, forget it. I’ll move on.
I feel strongly about very few things. As I’ve listed before it’s mostly woo, politics and Cookie.
Also too: I love to advocate for people who have no voice and help others see the same potential in themselves as I see in them.
That’s about it for feeling strongly about stuff. I’m amazed I’ve gotten as far as I have in life without this determination I see in others. My mom used to tell me that I could be amazing if I gave 100% but somehow I decided it was easier to give 52% and call it a win.
What’s underneath this decision to make 52% a “win” and move on? Fear of failure? That’s such an automatic response. I think maybe it’s part of it but not the whole answer.
There’s more there.
It pokes me in the damn head when I see others want to give up (or do the slow slide to sloth) and I want to yell at them! And I had to ask myself “what part of you is speaking through them?” – because that’s what the poking is about.
So yeah, wondering what part of me wants to give up when it requires more attention than I feel like giving it? (It = anything, really.)
I’ll hand this one over to my Spiritual Committee and see if they can’t help bubble up a new perspective on it because it’s showing up now for a reason. (You know me. Everything happens for a reason, yada yada yada.)