29 March 2009

Believe in yourself always!

Many of us have almost a lifetime of negative beliefs that we can't seem to shed about ourselves, and much of it may have been programmed into our conscious and subconscious minds by our families, or maybe even some friends, teachers, co-workers.

Isn't that sad ???

Well, it's time to dispel those old lies you have carried around with you, and start to trust yourself and commit to new habits and try new things. Create a new you! If you are haunted by ugly demons that have prevented you from achieving some of the things you have always desired, it's time to realize that those demons are kept in your head only by YOU!

Throw out that dirty self-defeating 4 letter word... it is the epitomy of profanity -- CAN'T.

You really CAN do a lot of things and it just requires you to get passed the fear. A fear is not reality. It is just something someone came up with to give people the ability to fall short. I personally think it was dreamt up by some conniving creep who wanted to climb to the top by stepping on the heads and shoulders of other innocent and very capable folks!

Try for 10 mins, then keep increasing your time spent and realize that your true effort put forth will produce nothing but good feelings in your mind, body and soul.

Here's a little tale that I have to tell about myself... and keep in mind, I have many tales....

I am a single mother, taking care of my household all by myself. I try to fix things myself and save some money in the process! Months ago, I noticed my garage door was making some funny noises. I lived with it for a few weeks, until one morning while pulling the car out, I went to hit the remote to shut the door, and the door was opening back up instead of closing completely. Great! The children were in the back seat anxious to get to school but concerned about the garage (well more so concerned about me and how I would solve the dilemma). Miles said, "Mommy you are going to have to get someone to fix it... you should call Daddy!" For those of you who know me well, you know this was not an option at all... ever! So I kept hitting the remote to get the door to close, and eventually it shut down, but brought down some wires with it that were now hanging noticeably outside the door. How embarrassing!!!

I got back home and my imagination got the best of me. I started thinking the worse! Why? Because that is what we women do! We started to rationalize the whole thing. It's part of a conspiracy to bring me down, get me to hire someone to come and fix it because I am a mere woman and I don't have a clue. With that, I left the car on the driveway and used my keys to get back into the house. I fretted for a while thinking the door was going to fall down on my driveway should I try to open the door again.

Hours went by and it was time to go and get the children from school. When we arrived back home, I felt a sudden surge of "I CAN" feelings flow through my body and mind. I think it was the children's presence that enabled me to call upon that "Mommy is Supermom" mindset that I relied on through many events in our lives. It perhaps was truly the resonating sound of my son's words, "call Daddy!" Nooooooooooo! I turned around in the seat of my car, and said to them calmly, "children, I am going to need your help. I would like you to be patient, and also listen to me clearly. If the garage door falls on me, please call 911." They looked at me with true innocent fear in their eyes. Miles asked, "Mommy, what are you going to do?" I answered, "I am going to try to fix the garage problem myself."

My heart was racing but I had to do this. I pressed the garage door opener an
d the door opened. The wires were getting even more tangled in the door as it went up. Gasp!.... take a deep breath. I took the children out of the car, and let them in the house but told them to stay close by. I went back into the garage, and started to investigate where these wires were coming from. It appeared that the wires were not part of the garage door at all.... I think. I decided I would try to get these wires untangled from the garage door, a task that was not so simple since every time the door went up or down, the wires were in between the slots of the door. I also did not want to further disturb the wires and make them fall down completely. Yikes!

I needed a ladder, but all I had was a mini ladder which did not do much for me considering I am only 5'2". Whatever. This had to get done or else I would not sleep that night. I went into the house and asked who wanted to help me, and Nia quickly jumped up. Could I rely on my 6 year old to do the right thing? We'll see. I took her into the garage and I told her, "please, I just need you to press this button every time I tell you to."

I got on my stool and yelled, "Press!", pulled some wires here, "Press!", pulled again..."Press!"..... heart racing and racing, all the while I was on my tiptoes stretching and pulling, fearing that I would fall off the little ladder. I really needed a second pair of hands. I acted fast, and got the wires inside the garage, and finally had Nia close the door. Though my job was not completely done, I felt incredibly triumphant in those short 10 minutes, and I thought I was going to throw up my heart since it was beating so fast. I thanked Nia and she felt good about doing a good job.

Now I had about 4 or so heavy rows of wires just hanging. I certainly could not leave it that way, so I had to get nails and reattach them to the wall above the garage door where they belonged. I ran and got big nails, the hammer, and jumped back on the ladder. Consider that small ladder was truly not ideal, I really needed to be up another 3 feet to do this comfortably. I was barely able to reach up, holding the wires and the nails AND the hammer, but I was going to SUCCEED. I grunted loudly...I reached...I hammered!!!! And I grunted... and I was sweating with my heart continuing to race like crazy. The children came running into the garage, worried and asking, "Mommy are you ok??!" I yelled, "YES ! YES!!" I finally finished, and the sense of relief that swept through my body was truly amazing!!! "I did it! I did it!" I yelled to the children, "You see?? I fixed it... I did it!" They said, "Mommy... you really are Supermom!"

You never know what you can do unless you TRY! Especially if you know in your heart that the last thing you want to do (at your children's suggestion) is call your ex-husband to help you even if it's free help! :)

You can do a lot of things... just put your mind to it.... for whatever reason you have.... you can do it!

Here is a shot of the old trusty ladder, and the area in my garage with the wires I had to hoist back up!

1 comment:

Rosa Mora said...

Oh my! My heart was racing!! I would have fallen off the ladder and been knocked out unconscience! Thanks for inspiring me!! Any side jobs?? ;)