Yes, I tipped the bicycle over on the most beautiful day in New York City. Angels watch over me since I just barely bruised my knee. I'm fine. And I stuck $20 in the gas tank holder of the non-moving car that I slammed into since I think I scratched it a bit. Just being my sometimes happy-go-lucky, not quite paying attention head in the sky guy I can be...I was smiling then suddenly there was a car, and the brakes, and bike upside down and me sorta standing over it looking down. Not pretty.
However, it made me think about a lot of things. Yes insurance and bike repair shops and things, yes. And angels who protect and be more careful, watch the road and non-moving cars, yes. And boundaries and the RULES of the road, of course.
Bigger though: on the most beautiful day of the year, why would I crash my bike when NOTHING else was moving? I was the only one in motion and there was NOTHING in my way. It reminds me of the powerful force of self sabotage. I sometimes am the very object that I trip over.
And that made me pause. What do I fundamentally resist about the most beautiful day of the year? About success? Pure joy and happiness.
And with THAT thought I travel more thoughtfully today. The subconscious fear of success is something to watch thoughtfully and to pause at the red light in meditation and say, "I deserve success." Success and ease, grace, flow are things I embrace today.
It's easier to struggle against the bad on the outside. What bad guy do I wrestle with inside?
Work and Live Well (and believe in angels).
However, it made me think about a lot of things. Yes insurance and bike repair shops and things, yes. And angels who protect and be more careful, watch the road and non-moving cars, yes. And boundaries and the RULES of the road, of course.
Bigger though: on the most beautiful day of the year, why would I crash my bike when NOTHING else was moving? I was the only one in motion and there was NOTHING in my way. It reminds me of the powerful force of self sabotage. I sometimes am the very object that I trip over.
And that made me pause. What do I fundamentally resist about the most beautiful day of the year? About success? Pure joy and happiness.
And with THAT thought I travel more thoughtfully today. The subconscious fear of success is something to watch thoughtfully and to pause at the red light in meditation and say, "I deserve success." Success and ease, grace, flow are things I embrace today.
It's easier to struggle against the bad on the outside. What bad guy do I wrestle with inside?
Work and Live Well (and believe in angels).
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