i have a folder in my email program called “To Write About” … every time i get an email that seems like it could be a good blog post, or if it’s something i can share in the daily micro emails, then i file it away. That folder, as of today, has 92 items in it.
The problem is that every single hour, my inbox gives me MORE good ideas. I don’t really know why, but i thought i’d share this today, just in case you weren’t aware that there are a LOT of good ideas in the world 🙂
It’s really a mindset of abundance. There is a lot of X and there’s more coming all the time. I’ve got 92 ideas with more coming. I have plans for new recipes to test with more coming. I just finished an amazing book and there’s another one coming. There’s a big ocean, and more coming every day. There’s a long day of sunshine, and then new daylight comes again tomorrow! It just keeps coming and coming.
when we’re drinking, we close ourselves off from the big world with all the good shit. We sit alone in a room (or alone in our skins) and we literally drown out the big world.
so yeah, when you first get sober, it’s like LITERALLY impossible to think of the world as both BIG and GOOD. At first, you can’t see a world at all (“I’m craving all the time, i feel like i’m climbing uphill by my fingernails”).
Then when you can see the bigness of the world, you’re overwhelmed instead of excited (“There’s too much to learn, too many choices to make, i’ll probably pick the wrong hotel”).
Thankfully there are enough occasional good days in early sobriety, that you can begin to get a tiny peek into the wowie goodness (“oh THIS is what they meant by sleeping well”).
later, another great realization comes, that feels like this:
“I feel like the world is a big amusement park, and i get to choose which rides i go on, and i get to decide how i spent my time among all of the great choices.”
yes there’s still laundry, and there’s still a snoring husband. but there are also flowers, cakes, laughs, videos, books, libraries, walks, and photos.
but let me say this. having grown up in a home where caution was preached and where the lack of abundance was demonstrated and reinforced, it takes a while to figure out that those views of the world aren’t the only truth. There’s enough ocean for everyone (and more coming every day). There’s enough good ideas for everyone (and more coming every day). There are enough passions for everyone (even if you can’t remember what yours is).
have you been drowning your passions so long that you can’t remember what they are, and you’re afraid that you don’t have one?
give up the booze, do a bit of recovery/uncovering, and … really … your passions are there. And there are more coming!
[i’m working on developing a passion workshop, so do you have any ideas for me? apparently i need more ideas about passions! ha…]