I've scribbled the alphabet for meaning since I can remember.
We had dishes I detested (read, hated).
I have set-up so many homes, given away, borrowed, bought more dish-sets than I can remember. It doesn’t matter, I told myself. The dishes. I don’t have to like them. They are just dishes - move along.
You know, the things that I eat my daily nourishment upon where I send a subtle message to my body how much I respect and honor it (read, strong personal belief system about said dishes). Hated the dishes.
One especially sweet Wednesday night, I walked over took all the dishes and walked them out to the curb. Yes, just like that: one fell swoop.
“Do we have new—“ my fella asks me, logically thinking of what he will be eating off of.
“Nope. I just can’t - “ I swish my hand.
End of conversation. The dishes are gone.
If you want to change a habit in your life - create some space for the new, at some point, you simply have to do it.
Fast forward, 24 hours later I am downstairs in the basement, going through an old box and find a set of dishes.
No, I don’t love these dishes, yet I do detest them less than the dishes that the garbage man took away. So I bring them upstairs and gratefully (<— key point) place them in the kitchen cabinet. Because these dishes are a step closer to where I want to go.
They effortlessly appeared (read, I forgot I even had them), when I made myself available to finding them. We take one step — and the world rushes towards us. What other resources do we forget that we have because we simply don’t make space to find or have it revealed to us?
Five days after that, my mother brings me a few boxes of my belongings that I had stashed from my last East Coast home. Do you want to guess what is in there?
Yes, a set of dishes.
And I like these dishes even more than the last — and I am still not there - yet I am closer.
Are you wondering — Kate just go buy the dishes?
It’s not really about the dishes.
This is what my Grandmom (read, Mom-mom if you are from Philly) said to me this weekend as we're celebrating her 85th birthday and doing cross-word puzzles in the car.
Are you calling something in to your own life? Have you made the space for the first option to show up? When the first option shows up do you complain, or do you remember how eye exams go?
“Kate, A or B?”
“And now, B or C?”
“Great, and now, C or D?”
And on we walk through the alphabet of our lives, getting better one step at a time.
Don't overthink it.
Do set-up your intention.
Do surround yourself with authentic accountability (a friend, a Facebook group, a Coach). Do just one thing.
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