A Deva Tale (includes a damsel, a villain and a talisman)

 

What do you do when you realize you’ve been resisting what you’re here for?

Maybe you hide out with busy work.

Or stop writing.

Or say yes to shiny new projects that are mostly distractions from…

what you’re here for.

I get it. I feel your pain. And enough is enough.

That’s what I said to myself recently!

I said, “Self, it’s time to stop resisting. It’s time to remember your intention. It’s time to get on with owning your awesome!” 

My Self quivered at this vociferous demand, challenged to find the words to share what’s been going on.

Because you know, I wanted to find the RIGHT words. Which is just another way of holding myself back and waiting for my own…wait for it…someday.

Yes, I know I’m on a mission to obliterate someday thinking from the face of the earth.

Gah. I hate outing myself.

But apparently Self needed a public bitch slap, which is why I’m about to tell this tale.

Let’s go back to the beginning, for sharing the details of how it’s been is always better than waiting for the perfect words someday.

 

Once upon a time there was a wildly enthusiastic woman with a passion for helping others. She did what she had to do to become skilful in her chosen profession, she launched her business with zeal, and she hustled.

She hustled because she loved her work. She fell in love with her perfect people; they lit her up with their enthusiasm and commitment to living life fully.

Then one day something changed, although she had no idea at first what it was.

She still loved her work and her people, but she was beginning to hear a new call and the call was both confusing and compelling.

Be still.

Share deeply.

Write vulnerably.

This call also awakened the villain, for as you well know, any fairy tale worth its weight has a villain, and this one, a lizard of epic proportions raised its head and began to wreak havoc on the woman’s peace of mind.

And so she wrestled her villain. Long dormant, it proved itself to be a much more formidable foe than expected this far along on the journey (like that evil spider in Lord of the Rings.)

The woman could not make out the reasoning for the attack. Was the lizard out to destroy her? Why now, after so many years of doing her work?

And so her quest began.

What she had on her side was a strong belief that every behaviour (including the lizardy kind) has a positive intention. And this belief helped her see it was not an attack, but a call to deepen her integrity.

She realized in a flash that the integrity that had served her so well for so long was no longer sufficient for the next phase of the adventure. The call came through once again.

Be still.

Share deeply.

Write vulnerably.

For so long she had given her life to helping people shine; so long that she’d forgotten about herself. She’d forgotten about her own awesome, and now it lay dormant and hidden from her view.

A talisman was needed to wake up her awesome, to remind her that her deepest intention for others was also for her. That her work in the world was to shine, which is what she wanted for all.

Like most fairy tales, she’d had the talisman all along, one that had been with her from the beginning and now it could show itself in a new way. . .and take the dream to new heights.

wrist tattoo, Sanskrit for deva done by Bill Gaspari at Adrenaline in Vancouver, BC

 

“We must be willing to get rid of the life we’ve planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.” – Joseph Campbell

 

In that moment, she knew she was willing.

Are you?