Today I had one of those “Duhh!” moments.
One of those “I’m such a goose-luckily no one will ever find out” moments….
(That’s why I figure it’s so important to share-I’m guessing that you probably have them too… Just guessin’!)
One day, (only about four years ago), I went to a clearing sale and bought an enormous antique workbench. I then had to duck off to work so one of the neighbourhood blokes, Bill, said he would get some mates and they would deliver it to my place. When I got home they had left it in the middle of my backyard. When I went round to thank Bill (carrying a “thank you” carton of beer), he told me it had taken six men to wrestle it into my backyard and that I would need to enlist some real muscle to move it into my shed.
So, there sat the bench waiting for the day when six muscley men just happened to be available to help me shift it into the shed. Obviously that day never came because the bench has sat there, in the exact same spot, for the past four years.
I’ve had to walk around it, climb over it, cover it, uncover it, wheelbarrow things past it and swear at it quite often waiting for six muscley men to help me move it.
Today I needed to shift something out of my backyard. The bench, as usual, was right in the way. So I walked over to it, grabbed one end and I lifted and shifted it- me, all alone, just me, by myself. One tiny, little woman.… Duh!
How often do we believe something just because someone told us it was true?
How many limiting beliefs do we hold that we never even bother testing?
How much of what we hold to be true is actually bullsh*t?
How much of what we believe to be true about the world around us is simply a fiction created by others?
And how often is it simply easy to believe that things are just too hard… and give ourselves the excuse of not even trying…
So, just wanted to let you know that I have the strength of six men 🙂
(Just in case you need anything shifted!)