Giving Up The Fight

It’s official. I’m giving up the fight today. On lots of things:

• I’m giving up my prejudice against processed food. (Why did I carry that so long? I know better!)
• I’m giving up trying to contain this feral foster mom. (Sweetie, you wanna go - you can go.)
• I’m giving up thinking I know how air travel purchase is supposed to work. (What do you mean my browser timed out?! Who do I gotta be - Speedy Gonzalez to get this thing done before you unplug me?!
• I’m giving up telling my body what I think is best. (I was thinking sleep would be better, but she says awake is the way to go.)

Okay, I get it. While I’m at it, I’m also gonna give up thinking I know how Russ should deal with his youngest son. And maybe my attachment to this sweet foster dog, Sydney. And giving up being upset about damage to carpets and broken dishwasher doors and screwed up internet service. Whoa nellie - things are starting to feel better already! I’m giving up the fight! Yay!! Feral mom, Humane Society is waiting for you and they (unlike me) believe you are adoptable. I’ll take good care of your babies. Dishwasher repair guy - take your time. It all works out perfectly. Crackers and cheese for lunch - I’m gonna eat it either way, why not LOVE IT?! Body says move now, I get it. We’ll move. She says chocolate soy milk - hey, who am I to argue?! She’s officially running the show from now on. Can’t wait to see what happens! (Oh my God, did I just say “see what happens“!? ha!) I know I’m due to send out an ezine today and a follow up post on Bridging the Manifesting Gap - we’re waiting till some of this resistance clears, apparently. ‘Cause I’m giving up the fight. All of them! Including the one that says you better finish booking your air travel since you only have one leg purchased. Screw it! I hate air travel, and Universe and Delta and Southwest all know it! I can’t fool ‘em! I’m giving up the resistance and getting okay with what is. And already, just while typing this post, I feel (and see) things coming together.

• The furniture delivery guy calls to say bookcase is ready and lets me pick the delivery day next week. Sweet!
• Michele says stay as long or short as you want on Sunday. Easy!
• My ex & best friend calls to say “What can I do for you today?” Oh, let me count the ways!

Ahh, the relief of giving up the fight! All this perseverance and “make it happen no matter what” and be the boss of everything - sheesh, it sucks. When we feel resistance, rather than taking it as a sign to buckle down and grin & bear it and get’r done - let’s instead take it as a signal to relax and let go. Let’s take a deep breath and give it a hug instead of a boxing glove punch. Let’s remember that it all works out; that plenty is going right, and not take it all so seriously, huh? Hee hee. This post was for me today, but I thought someone else might benefit as well, so here it is. Namaste.