Begin the day with a friendly voice:
“I am so lucky. I am sooooo lucky. Every day is a gift. Everyday is an opportunity from the universe waiting to be unwrapped. I’ve so much to be grateful for, I don’t have time or space for unhappiness or negativity. Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky. I’m not here because I’m smart or powerful or determined or strong. I am here because I am grateful, and I accept into my life the good things the Universe sends me. I don’t fight the flow; I go with the flow, and in that way I’m as strong as the waves that pound boulders into sand. My life is full of everything I want and everything I need and everything that is coming to me. I choose the destination, but I don’t worry about the path. A way will reveal itself; one always does. Today I will say ‘yes’ to almost anything.”
What a wonderful time to be alive, yes? That might be a matter of perspective, but so far this year I’ve been blessed in so many ways I feel like Jimmy Stewart at the end of “It’s A Wonderful Life”, amazed and overwhelmed at how much he had to appreciate. A year ago I wasn’t feeling that glad or grateful.
During those dark days a friend turned me on to a CD package by Kevin Trudeau (yep, that midnight infomercial huckster who makes you believe you have millions of unclaimed and unearned dollars laying around the coffers of the US Treasury, waiting for you to claim) called “Your Wish Is Your Command”. And like prospecting for gold, you have to sift a lot of useless material to find one or two glimmering nuggets of value. I could never say that CD “changed my life”. I can only say it started to change my life. Or at least where I was in my life at that time.
Fast-forward to today. I feel mentally fit and free. I have a new baby (a lifelong goal accomplished), I have a closely knit relationship with my wife, I have a job that is secure which is almost effortless for me at this point. My negative friends are almost all gone (damn you, Facebook), and my positive friends are more present (thank you, beloved Facebook). My health is great, except for some weight gained over the winter. Money is good. Where we are lacking, I know that we will catch up. How? Doesn’t matter. Doesn’t enter into the equation. In ways I cannot plan or predict, that’s how.
So… why so serious? Why this feeling of dissatisfaction and edginess dancing around the corners of my vision? The illusive images that vanish when I turn my head for a better look. Why that longing for some white whale to pursue and vanquish, or be vanquished by?
I’ve never felt like I was achieving anything unless I was fighting against something. And I never took on little opponents. Father, Nature, the Law, God… the bigger the Goliath the more stones I slung. I learned after much battering and failure that most of my success came from releasing expectation of success. By rolling a snowball down a hill, it gained weight and momentum and force all on its own with no more influence from me. Not everything was that easy, but by putting myself on the path, saying yes, taking opportunity, and by not fixating on conquering the outcome, I experienced far more achievement than when I put on 14 ounce gloves and tried to go 12 rounds. It has taken me a very long time to see this.
Yet I think this primal dissatisfaction with status quo is important in maturity, growth, and ongoing success. The spirit of the fight is what drives you out of the cave, spear in hand, to hunt deer and face down bears. But too long I’ve not looked past the feeling of fight, onto the real goal: success.
Accepting that I don’t really have control, accepting that everything I get really comes from desire and not from my own plans and machinations, is a hard elephant to eat. I’ve been chewing that beast one bite at a time, sometimes gagging, for quite some time.
But construction starts with excavation, with laying a foundation, with building supports. My blueprint is not actions and deeds and things to be done. My blueprint is a format for how to approach, tackle, accept, and release my goals. My first approach, my starting point, my first huddle, is to reaffirm that no matter what I am lucky, and I am grateful. “I’ll see you when I get home tonight” is an affirmation, isn’t it? It predicts, without any knowledge of the day’s events, that we will returning to our loved ones in our secure homestead at the day’s end. Beginning every goal and challenge, I’m starting with: “This is going to work out. I don’t know how, but I know I am lucky and I am grateful for what is coming”. Accept that. Accept that it is going to come. Not by wishing or dreaming or without the kickstart from me that gets that snowball rolling downhill, but knowing that when my mind and spirit are in alignment, my actions will fall in, too. I will do my part, but I will not demand the outcomes.
Acceptance is my four-leaf clover, my lucky, lucky, lucky talisman that fulfills my wishes. The first layer of my blueprint for success.