I Talk, God Listens. I Plan, God Laughs…
I trust you are familiar with the age old adage, “Be careful what you wish for because you just might get it.” Well, dear reader, these type of sayings aren’t typically heeded and this one is no different and since I started this trek, I have been continually amazed at how easily I have been getting exactly that for which I have asked.
Bear with me for a moment.
I felt the first twinges that something was wrong with my run-of-the-mill corporate life almost three years ago; back when I harbored dreams of being an actor. I distinctly remember cutting out of work one sunny afternoon for an audition and having arrived early with some time to kill, stopped at a local coffee shop and read a while. I remember thinking, “So this is what an artist’s life is like. This is how it feels to make my own schedule, not be on a
This memory stayed with me long after that day and as I approached the time of quitting my job I recalled that brief window, longed for that feeling and blurted out loud, “I want a life where Saturday and Sunday are just like any other day of the week.”
Now I have it and have had it for quite some time.
After I quit my job I reflected, searched within and prayed intently for a job which would, “…use all of my creative and logical talents, really tap and stretch my leadership, have me work on a project from the ground up and allow me to work with a team towards a great goal which helps people.” I said this aloud as well and received exactly what I asked for: The Community Center.
Earlier this month I awoke and felt an antsy feeling inside which completely contradicted my recent feelings of being rested. I had a feeling of wanting to do something, to be involved in something. I started to feel desire and motivation; I felt I was ready for the next big thing. And, because I have a pattern of whimsically throwing things out there, I once again blurted out, “I think I’m ready for whatever it is you have next for me, God.”
Ten days later, Brighid and I broke up.
My point in all of this is, if I am going to put out to God, the Universe, Buddah, the Great Spirit, the Great Pumpkin – whomever – I had better do it with some detail. You see, the Almighty has a sense of humor and takes liberties whenever It can and left to It’s devices, tends to throw me for some loops.
In light of what I shared above:
Saturday and Sunday are, in fact, just like every other day of the week. What I left out was anything related to purpose, work, calling, etc.
With respect to the Community Center, it was all of those things I asked for. What I left out was the detail of having a sane, mature and non-maniacal boss.
The third one is pretty self explanatory, I think.
What I’ve learned is if I truly want something in this life, I start by putting it out there into the great unknown, the cosmos, etc. I turn it over to that power which is greater than us all; but I must do so only after I have given it careful consideration and provide all the detail I can.
The flip side to that is: The more I detail, the less likely I am to get what I want. Apparently the Almighty deals in a fine dance of vagaries and specifics and other rules in which I have no say. But, if I want to be on the dance floor of manifesting what I want in life, I must pay the price of admission otherwise I am relegated to the sidelines of mediocrity, fear and ‘what if.’
