Stay Small!

Stay Small

Oh, it’s so nice to live small, out of everyone’s way, not hurting anyone. Barely making a peep. Not seen and not heard so you never get in trouble. It’s so comfortable living small. You never have to change anything, never have to step up to bat or take any chances or be wrong. You are safe. Safe and comfortable.

No one to tell you messed up.
No one to tell you you’re bad.
No punishments.
Ahh! What a relief.
The same old job.
The same old (tired, non functioning) relationship.
Thank God you don’t have to venture out on your own.

So nice to be safely watching television, to not have to risk upsetting someone, to be left alone with your secrets, to never have to form an opinion and stand by it. To never have to contradict someone you love. Never have to stray from the pack.
Never stand up for your value. Cozy like a church mouse.

But we are not church mice. We are lions.

We were made to roar. Our purpose is so big and magnificent it scares us. We are meant to be amazing, shining beings of strength and power. We are meant to have deep inner knowing that guides our every step. We are meant to feel love and connection on a visceral level like the blood pulsing through our veins. We are meant to create incredible symbols of great meaning. We are meant to discover the miracle in ourselves. We are meant to know our own divinity.

But sometimes we cave to a culture of derision and scepticism or to depressed parents or office peer pressure or a series of personal defeats and we play it safe instead of living to our full shiny ecstatic capacity.

Thoughts trip through our heads: maybe this is the best I can do. Maybe this is all I deserve. How could I ever achieve that dream? Who will reject me because this thought is different? Who will resent me if I break ties with “the story” and be ecstatically joyful? Who will project their pain and anger onto me for being too big, too loud, too happy? How many ways could this be misinterpreted? Could I be arrested? Will my father disown me?

But then that magnificence pushes out of us. That new thought, that joyful feeling, that creative nudge, that burning desire, that inspired idea, that incredible being.

And we are faced with the age-old question. Will I stand by it or will I brush it under the carpet and excuse it as fanciful, idiotic, ridiculous, crazy or undoable?

What would you be like if you believed in yourself 100%?

If you knew with deep inner certainty what the universe put you here to do or be? Why the universe gave you these parents, this zip code and this path to walk? If you knew without a doubt you were made to bring light into the places of darkness, could you get on that boat?

Could you finish that project?
Could you let go of distractions?
Stop procrastinating?
Could you feel abundant while the rest of the world complains that there is not enough.
Could you feel blissfully free while the rest of the world desperately tries to control you?

Really what I am saying is we are all on a spiritual path. When we deny our ideas and dreams, we make the path that much longer. When we take time for ourselves: change a pattern, finish a project and celebrate our gifts, we walk our path.

I agree with Ziggy Marley “Nobody’s gonna lose their soul.” We’re all headed in the same direction – spiritual evolution – turn right at Love Street. So, you can fall off the path as much as you like.

But the juice is on the path, the learnings are on the path, the delicious embrace of self-love is on the path. The emotional, mental, spiritual victories are on the path.

I dare you.

Admit you are amazing and live from that place.

Because that is what is true.