Sunday, February 24, 2013
Excitedly, we would rush through breakfast, suit up in our long-johns, boots, scarfs and snowmobile suits. Adventures of flying through the fields and to destinations occupied my mind. I couldn't wait to rev up my machine and ZOOM ZOOM! Racing outside I stop dead in my tracks when I see my Dad trudging from the garage with a gas can, axe, chainsaw and shovels in hand. He loaded them up in the dogsled he already had hitched to his snowmobile. I groaned. I knew today would not be the day for fast-paced trail adventures. Today, we had to clear the trail.
Had we decided to skip the work to get to the prize of riding the trails, we would have gotten snarled and caught up along the way. Our snowmobiles would have gotten stuck and damaged, or worse, riders could have been injured. An inexperienced rider would surely have gotten lost trying to distinguish where the trail began and where it ended had we not cleared the way.
I think about the dog-sled full of tools I have - experience, knowledge, intuition, wit, charisma .. amongst others. I think about the trail-masters I have in my life -the people who have been on the trail before, who know how to navigate it - whether its smooth sailing, or blocked with twisted obstacles and challenges. People who can show me how to use my tools and resources to cut down the obstacles, and how to mark the trail so others can join me. I think about how amazing it feels once the work is done, and how that hard work resulted in fun, enjoyment and community. I start to get excited to roll up my sleeves and get to work clearing, because clearing is the first step towards the reward.
Tell me, what trails do you need to clear to get to where you want to go?
Paradise is Here, Paradise is Now .... Paradise is Clearing the Trail...
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
It was said jokingly by one of my clients, but as I laughed, I also felt a pang of truth - I had been doing the same. I realized I've been so caught up on scheduling my life to make it all fit, that I hadn't fit in the most important parts - ME.
It reminded me of the time management parable - I haven't put the big rocks in first. Problem is, I didn't realize how big the rocks are until I am trying to cram them into the container.
And so, determined to fit creativity into my day, I sit with a blank screen of endless possibilities in front of me, and I get twitchy. I should be studying. I should be preparing my presentation for tomorrow. I should be getting on that new marketing material. I should be preparing for the kick-off teleclass for my Mastermind Groups I am having in March. I should be doing my taxes...
A sip of coffee and a deep breath later, the blank screen before me takes on new meaning. I have a million things to do today, but very little to say. How can that even be?
|What are your important rocks?|
Reviewing my mile-long to-do list, I wondered - what meaning does my busy-ness have? What significance? Most of my list is tedium - taxes, paperwork, cleaning. Why do I feel compelled do these tedious things? I decided for kicks to write down the value I have that is tied to each task. Well, because I value honesty and integrity - I will do my taxes. I value taking pride in what you have, therefore I will clean my house.
I notice that with each value I think of, I could write an essay on each. "Taking pride in what I have" reminds me of my Dad carefully greasing his tractor after each use - cleaning it until you could see your reflection in the John Deere green paint. You would think he was entering his tractor in a parade the way he polished it each day. His tractors are his pride and joy - they are a direct reflection of how the world sees him. People don't even have to speak a word with my father to know what his values are - they just have to visit his farm.
|Paradise is making a mark|
When I complete this list, will people see what I feel?
Certainly, this exercise is making me feel very differently about my to-do list... .no longer is it a list of tedious chores, but a direct statement of my values. I may not have a John Deere Tractor to spit shine, but the end result is still the same - the finished product is an outward reflection of me.
As I scan down my to-do list, I see "Write New Blog Entry" - I mark it off, and realize it's not about marking things off my to-do list - it's about making a mark.
Paradise is Here, Paradise is Now .... Paradise is making a mark....