Has your journey taken you to somewhere unexpected?
Have you ever been nervous to open something? The anticipation of what you might dare to find inside. And to your surprise it is something totally unexpected.
Let me share a true story.
It all begins in a small Mexican village with a family holiday consisting of my sister and I and our husbands. We rented a lovely home with horses grazing on the mountain behind the house, orange trees in the back yard, hibiscus trees climbing the wall, warm and wonderful days.
As the days unfold we get settled into the home exploring and enjoying. My sister remarks that something is wrong with the toilet in their bathroom. It suddenly is leaking and perhaps running a bit too long. This calls for more investigation.
I am in another room when I hear my sister yell my name in a way that makes me run. I find her and her husband standing in their bathroom with wild looking eyes.
“There are frogs in the tank" she says. “What?” I reply. “Frogs” she says. My brother in law nodding his head in agreement.
He reaches over and lifts the lid.
Yup there they were, three little frogs sitting on the tubing.
How in heavens name did they get there?
We pondered and discussed but could not fathom the journey they had. After a few minutes of discussion it is decided I will text our property manager named Angel, and it became very apparent during our stay that he was indeed an Angel.
I have no Spanish except for greetings, ordering a beer, and thanking someone, nothing in the realm of explaining our situation.
Thankfully Angel’s English is much more proficient. I text a brief message “ Angel can you come to the house as the toilet is leaking and we have frogs in the tank” “WHAT” is the reply “Frogs” I message back. “I will arrive soon” Angel texts back.
True to his word, Angel arrives quickly. I take Angel into the bathroom and he lifts the lid. With the same shocked wild eyes he states “ There are frogs in the tank”. “Yup” I reply.
We both smile and he reaches in a scoops one out and opens the window and out it goes.
In a moment his young assistant comes in with tools to fix the leak and Angel speaks rapid Spanish to the young man and lifts the lid. With the startled wild eyed expression that is now the norm the young man replies something in Spanish. Angel replies in English “Yes frogs.”
All three of us are crowded around the toilet smiling and shaking our heads. Angel scoops out the last two frogs which are then sent out the window. Released to the outdoors our little friends have found freedom.
This story makes me think about how we navigate life. We go about our days, eyes wide open taking everything in. We have it all under control right?
I imagine the little frogs felt they had their life under control.
Swimming along and saw something new to explore, a little tunnel. Where could it lead and what could be at the end of it? As they ventured into new territory they found themselves stuck unable to turn back.
This can be very similar to when we start a new journey, ready to transform and change when life feels frustrating or unfulfilling. We are excited to get started to then find ourselves later questioning our decision with fear. What if there is no escape? What if it is worse than where we are now?
How did we find ourselves in this situation? What journey did we take to get here? Are we afraid to open the lid to what we may find?
The trio of frogs kept moving forward. Their commitment to finding a solution to the situation was their intuition that there was an opening and a place to rest.
Our little frogs did something to change their situation by getting our attention.
The leaking toilet alerted us to their plight. They took action by sitting on the tubing out of harms way and waiting for curious humans to lift the lid. They were calm and did not fight the tank. Instead they were patient and waited in their “hallway” for a new door to open.
That door was opened by Angel who assisted them and set them free to enjoy the big outdoors again.
Sometimes our life transition journey requires a decision to seek assistance, commitment to action followed by rest to regroup and then results.
When the fear of the new decision sets in we may feel stuck, this is a perfect time to check in and lift the lid.
Is there a pattern we can see?
Do we have a belief that is being uncovered?
What little frogs are waiting patiently to alert us to the learnings in the moment?
This opportunity is where you may:
- connect to your Soul guidance for navigation to access your path
- understand your purpose from your Soul blueprint,
- recognize the obstacle
- confidently see the solution
- take the appropriate action ask for assistance if further clarity is required
- find yourself free to explore again
I am happy to help!
I can’t help you with any plumbing problems caused by frogs.
I can help you look under your lid to find the solutions
to moving easily through your tunnel.
Until next time,
Your Guide Through Life Transitions
Have you ever heard the expression when one door closes another opens? Sometimes though it may feel like hell in the hallway as you wait for it to happen.
While you are in that hallway do you sometimes feel like you are running through it with scissors, as it feels kind of dangerous, your heart is racing, and anxiety is at an all time high.
Then you hear your mother’s voice in your head with the dreaded warning that someone is going to get hurt running with sharp pointy objects.
So just like when you were a child you may stop what you are doing,
you run even faster trying to prove a point!
As adults we have choices in the hallway:
I have often times found myself in that limbo state.
I could be waiting to see if something I have been creating manifests. And maybe it doesn’t happen because the timing is not right or in the timeframe I feel is appropriate. (The universe may have bigger plans which may require a longer incubation time.)
That is about the same time my monkey mind chatter goes to work. “What if it never comes?” “What if I don’t deserve it?” “What if I can’t handle all this goodness I am seeking?”
Yes, and this is about the same time I start to run.
And run fast!
If I just get ahead of those darn monkeys yapping in my ear, I'll be ok. Right?
What to do? What to do? Such a dilemma.
Trying to outrun the monkeys, balance the dangerous scissors so I don't get hurt all while deciding which is the best course to run on!
Gosh! That is tiring!
I can choose to slow down and catch my breath.
What may look like inaction to others may be the action of having planted a seed of an idea and waiting for it to take root and grow.
When I am in the waiting room of the hallway is my judgement coming to the surface? Am I creating a story in my head to feed the monkeys?
The judgment is not of what others think, because I am not in their head so how could I truly possibly know what they think?
However, I do have complete and utter control over what is rambling around in my own noggin.
In the deep recesses of my wild imagination I can create amazing thoughts and ideas.
I also have the ability to conjure up the dark and scary stuff. Like the image that mom has suggested about jabbing my hand while running with scissors.
I can feed the monkeys on bits of never, can’t, won’t, unworthy, silly.
Yup, you get the drift. It is a feast of negative thoughts those chattering monkeys love!
Or, I can take a slow and sauntering walk through the hallway to observe and ask a few questions.
Hey, I could actually tell those chattering monkeys that the negative buffet is closed for their dining pleasure. If they would like a first course of positive thoughts dive in and be quiet while noshing please!
The next big questions I can ask are:
Is this really mine?
Am I caught up in someone else's story?
Am I actually feeding someone else’s chattering monkeys?
The anxiety I may be feeling is actually being brought on my the other persons drama, or situation I have become involved in.
When I get caught up in someone else’s stuff I always find myself in the hallway and wonder why the door is not opening.
Seriously, you would think it would dawn on me that I was not the one closing the door as it has nothing to do with me. But as I get drawn in, I not only am in the hallway, I start running with those darn scissors and to discover they are not even my scissors!
The choice is to put down the scissors and walk swiftly down the hallway to my doorway that is open and waiting for me.
Yes, the hallway can be an uncomfortable place to be in but also it can be wonderful.
Sometimes in the hallways there are beautiful pictures on the wall.
Landscapes that tell a story, that give you a new perspective on a familiar scene.
The hallway is a place to sit quietly and contemplate and enjoy the view.
To assess the situation and see what it is about. Is it your picture you created or did you willingly copy someone else's?
The hallway is a great place to use the tools that is in our tool box, sometimes we need reminding we have them.
As I wait for an outcome and feel my anxiety rising I choose tools that are perfect for the situation at hand.
First, I will stop feeding the monkey mind chatter and I can do that while I will meditate to gain insight to where the fear is coming from.
Second, if the situation is because I am caught up in someone else's story I make sure I extract myself from it and implement strong boundaries. I can be loving, compassionate and empathetic without picking up their scissors.
Third, I make sure my energies are strong and flowing freely and I do that with energy clearings. I may ask a friend a mentor or coach to just listen and not engage in my hallway but to remind me to put down the scissors.
As I observe and course correct I become balanced and the door opens and I find myself easily walking through. The scissors stored safely out of reach.
I am happy to help!
If you find yourself in a hallway with doors seemly shut tight,
I promise I won't sound like your mom warning you about the dangers.
I can however offer you tools and strategies on how to move through the hallway
and the best place to stow those scissors.
Until next time,