“…was the moment I got more than I could handle.”
– c. Alanis Morissette “Thank U”
“I gotta shake this
Jail shit off me
‘He ain’t gonna never sell
He gonna fail’ shit off me!”
– c. Royce Da 5’9 “Shake This”
I’m looking at this vase, full of Jelly Belly jelly beans at the bottom, so I reach into the narrow neck and grab a handful. I pull up the fist full of jellybeans, but my hand can no longer fit through the vase’s neck. I can either leave my hand in the vase, with jelly beans I can’t touch, or I can let them all fall back to the bottom.
And that’s life. Hold onto too much, and your progress is impeded. “Life stuff” can weigh us down, or load us up, to the point that we can’t move. To stagnate, from my vantage point, is just as bad as going backwards. And at least in moving backwards, you’ve changed the view.
Retreating isn’t always such a bad thing. There are times where stepping back and reassessing a situation has served me well. Stepping back has made me realize that maybe it just wasn’t time for that particular thing. Other times, I’ve been shown that one “no” can make way for a bigger and better “yes.” And truly, what is life without a few mistakes to highlight what doesn’t work?
I’ve been working toward where I want to be so long, and I feel so close, it’s easy to be discouraged. When I went through my divorce, eer one of my notebooks, EVERY SINGLE THING I’D EVER HAND WRITTEN, was thrown away. I lost all of my hand written work again in August, 2005. Playing the “What could have been” game is a surefire way to rip my heart in half. Some things I can’t change or recpature.
But fortuantely, my mother imparted this invaluable advice upon me: “If you’ve got a plan, keep getting ready.” Basically, a million and two obstacles may arise, but it is my responsibility to prove to the universe that I am serious about my goals. Keep. Getting. Ready. Life has a funny way of making sure you get exactly what belongs to you if you’re willing to put in the work.
So I will continue to get ready, with the confidence that everything which belongs to me will be mine. All things will take place exactly in the time they should. When you have a dream, or a heartfelt desire, there’s no room for self-doubt. You have to rid yourself of that nay-saying spirit immediately.
The life that I want for myself is in that vase full of jellybeans. Releasing my fist and letting them fall back to the bottom of the vase isn’t me giving up. It’s me reassessing. So rather than relying on my hands, I think I’m going to get a bowl. Maybe I’ll tip that vase, and see what comes out for me. Better make it a pretty big bowl. I expect a lot of stuff.