Dearest Readers,<\/p>\n
Continuing on the theme of “I’m shocked to discover I’m human” I’d like to share with you my latest episode of being humbled by my humanness. <\/p>\n
A couple of days ago I was tasked with a huge job of coordinating a video shoot, which involved several tricky elements. The shoot took place outdoors and the weather was clear and calm but the temperature was in the -20 range so it was c-c-cold.<\/p>\n
The first few shots went fairly smoothly with a few hurdles that we managed to jump over. The next shot involved moving to another location. I was taken to the spot and left there. No one followed me. My walkie-talkie was not working in the cold so I couldn’t reach anyone. I could see everyone about a mile away but they were not coming to me. I’d been completely abandoned.<\/p>\n
As I walked back toward the crew trying to figure out why no one was coming to get me, I was consumed by rage. We’d lost time, the schedule had been buggered, our carefully laid plans were ruined (or so I thought) and I lost it. Completely. I was so angry I cannot even tell you.<\/p>\n
So there I was, in the middle of a vast frozen wilderness, yelling at the top of my lungs. I’m cursing and praying and begging all at the same time. It was quite the display.<\/p>\n
By the time I arrived back at the first location I was calm(er). I asked what was happening and the SNAFU was explained. I expressed my frustration and re-jigged the next steps. I laughed it off and we moved on.<\/p>\n
Later that evening as I reviewed the day I felt ashamed<\/i> that I’d reacted in so childish a manner. Where was my faith that everything unfolds as it should? Where was my trust in the Higher Plan? Why couldn’t I see that all would be well no matter what? (Because it was. We made our day on time.)<\/p>\n
So that was my first reaction. The reaction of the perfectionist. She looks at everything I didn’t do.<\/p>\n
The good news: I’ve done enough healing work to have compassion kick in pretty quickly. I remembered that I’m human (shocking) and that I did my best. So I lost my sh&%. It’s okay. What did I do well? <\/p>\n
I went over all the things that went right, all the things that were successful about the day. I realized that my conniption fit had taken place in isolation; I hadn’t screamed at anyone, I hadn’t lost my temper in front of the crew or taken anybody out and I was even able to laugh about it in the immediate aftermath.<\/p>\n
The depth of the anger was surprising and I saw that the pressure of the job had been building up to such an extent that it needed to be released somehow. And release it I did! Holy moly, try yelling and screaming your heart out in the Great Wilderness. It’s a tension tamer no doubt about it.<\/p>\n
Next, I looked at what I could take from this experience. I asked myself what I had learned. How could I apply it to future situations? This is the gift of any situation gone awry. Finding the lesson and being willing to apply it down the road.<\/p>\n
The key for me here is to let go of that shame<\/i>. To allow myself to be less-than-perfect. It’s an ongoing journey and I’m committed to it 100%.<\/p>\n
Inspiring Message of the Day: When I behave in a less-than-spectacular manner I do not have to be ashamed. I can have mercy on myself, see the good, and let it go.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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