THE COSMIC WET VAC

OK . . .

So you are sitting in your home or office, you know there is “stuff” to be done and you don’t want to do it.  More than you don’t WANT to do it . . . you are scared to do it.  Maybe not scared to do the chores, but scared to do the “something” that will bring a little more light into your life, bring a little more joy, or  expand your beingness.

What the hell am I talking about you ask?

OK . . . here’s MY example.

I’m a business owner.  As much as I don’t want to be a business OWNER – I’d far rather just help others with my intuitive gifts and coaching, I AM a business OWNER and there are business OWNER-type things that need doing.

Like providing great content on my website.

And yes – there is divine right timing and inspired action and all that that comes into play – but this particular post – is about FEAR.  Paralyzing, I-am-NOT-going-to-take-that-next-action-step, FEAR.  Beyond logic, beyond reason, beyond all the “knowingness” I possess . . . overwhelming all of that (and yes because I am allowing it) . . . is FEAR – like a great big vat of molasses that I’ve fallen into and can’t find the ladder or a rope or a miracle way out.

So sometimes, (I hate to admit it out loud though) I allow the fear to take over my [business] life in subtle ways or not so subtle ways.  But mostly – I allow it to freeze me into IN-action . . . ME – the great coach – ME – the great teacher – ME the student of 30+ years of metaphysical teachings . . . ME . . . stuck in a vat of molasses.

What am I going to do about it?

I was listening to a Sunday Blessing presented by Glenda Green recently and  I heard (in my mind) . . . “picture this Dear One . . .”

Picture what?

They continued . . .  “Visualize your fear as if it was a lot of goopy stuff inside of you that can get sucked out by a Cosmic Wet Vac!” . . . (Yes . . . that’s what I heard . . . “they” have a sense of humor and speak to me in MY kind of language so that I “get” it!)

At the same time, I heard another voice in me telling me that the fear is only illusion so picturing it like goop is making an illusion real – and I understood that – but at that moment – my Highest Self was NOT in the driver’s seat and that thick goopy molasses like stuff WAS . . . so I went back and pictured the goopy stuff and tried to push it into the center of my imagination – picturing my kitchen – and all this goop in the center of my kitchen floor . . .

And then they said “We will turn on the wet vac now . . . your job is to make sure that YOU are willing to let go of all the goopy stuff . . . and open all the cupboards and closets and secret hiding places . . . so that WE can suck it all out for you . . . ”

And so . . . .

That’s what I did.

Mentally, I opened up all my closets, cupboards, drawers and lifted the skirt under the bed.  I opened the door to the attic, to the garage, to the storage boxes buried in the back of the closet …. And  I “allowed” the wet vac to suck up all the goop.

And then I heard  . . . “now go write . . . ”

Excuse me?  Go write?  Shouldn’t I just sit here and wallow a little more?  Shouldn’t I assimilate this experience?  Shouldn’t I distract myself with some chore or another?

And they said  . .  .”If what you fear most is “doing” then NOT doing is gonna make more goop isn’t it?  And didn’t you just ask us to wet vac that crap up?”

Uh .  . . . oops . . . . yes . . . . Yes, I did.

So here I am.

Writing this blog post.  Because in order for me to be of maximum service to YOU, my website needs content for you!  Content I was afraid to write because it would put me out there for you to judge.  And you might judge me harshly.  And then I’d crumble into a pile of dirt that needed to be swept away under the rug.

Now that is certainly “small me” thinking.  The Higher Self me knows better.  The Higher Self knows that all of us have gifts to share with each other and one of mine is my willingness to put my “stuff” out there because it might, maybe, help someone else.

Because I’m probably NOT the only human that is afraid to take the “next” step whatever that means for them.  Because I’m probably NOT the only human that has procrastinated because of Fear.  Because I’m probably NOT the only human that gets caught up in her “small” self . . .

Taking that next step even when we think we are stuck in molasses . . . that’s called “courage” in some circles.  It’s called “faith” in some circles.  It’s called “trust” in some circles.  And sometimes, sometimes we just have to get up off our asses and DO IT . . . that is IF we want what lies where that “next step” will take us.

So do me a favor will you please?

If this post has rung a bell for you will you please make a comment below?  Let me know whether it has helped you?  You know what . . . let me know even if you disagree  . . . . because  . . . by YOU taking the action to write YOUR comment . . . it may just help another human being . . . . and I know it will help me.

Thank you.

Namaste.

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  • http://giftofra.wordpress.com,cmtiwest.com Lee Kaplanian

    Stephanie,

    What a wonderful mind picture of the gooey yuck and having a wet vac come in and truly suck it up! And how true that one has to be willing, to open every part of you to be truly effective – or it just builds up again. I too am wanting to take the step but am afraid – of what I am not sure. Maybe it is “getting it wrong” – a friend gave me an angel card reading and one thing she said was I could not manifest until I released my fear of being wrong. That hit me in so many ways – childhood, high school and deciding what to do with my life, just life in general.

    The other part is feeling worthy, I am working on a blog about Rheumatoid Arthritis and finding the gift in it, possibly helping others – then ego pops up and says “Who are you to write this? What makes you think you have anything worth reading?”. Now I am more likely to think “Why not me?”. I am still working on what my path is, guess I am afraid of stepping into a pothole and disappearing. Then I remember Indiana Jones inside the cave. He had to cross the river inside and the stones to cross only appear if he makes the leap first. Ego is there doubting the stones will actually show up – so I am reluctant to leap unless I see the stones first. After all, the Red Sea didn’t part until Moses started walking.

    Thank You so much for helping me put into words what has been rolling around in my mind. I too find myself conflicted in my business since I didn’t actively choose it, it fell in my lap. So personal and business seem separate yet intertwined and I am working on becoming clear about what I truly want to do and am meant to do. Please keep writing your encouraging words and help us keep the goo at bay.

    Lee