The other day we were driving to school… it’s a stunning route! Mountain on our right, sun rising on the horizon, and gorgeous views of the harbour, city and coastline on the left.
My son, Li’l J, was sitting behind me and as he looked to the left he said “Mom, there’s poop on the window” (we had been parked under a tree, so it seemed a sweet bird had left us a ‘gift’ 😉).
“Oh yuck” I said, “Poop on the window!” and then after a while said, “Anything else you can see, my love?”. He replied, “I don’t like poop on the window Mom!”
I also don’t like poop on the window, but confess I was thinking to myself, “How can you focus on the poop when there’s the harbour and other such beauty beyond the poop?” Wisely, I think, I chose to hold my tongue…
Just a minute or two later… “Mom, look at the beautiful sky!”
The sky was beautiful… It was one of those mornings where there were puffy clouds, some blue sky and rays of sunlight that are visibly shining through the clouds (when I was a little girl I believed that was a sign of heaven).
I so appreciated that he got to see past the poop, and this got me thinking about how often there is a beautiful horizon ahead of us, and all we can see is the small poop on the window, or the hurdles in front of us.
Don’t get me wrong… we need to be able to see the poop, to be able to clean it, or identify the hurdles so that we can address them rather than tripping over them. But sometimes we can become so focused or distracted by the hurdles (or poop) that we can’t see beyond them, or become paralysed and give up.
So with that in mind, how might this reflect in your life?
Are you focusing on the poop or the horizon?
What support could you put in place to clear your view of the horizon?
How might you then be able to tap into new possibilities and opportunities?
Lots to think about…
Love Mandy xxx
PS: I smiled to myself as I was writing this blog (while working at a local coffee shop on the same morning) as I noticed some bird poop on the usually immaculately cleaned window… lol!!! What a beautiful view beyond the poop 😉
Recently, I completed a Women in Leadership training, and received lovely (and what I believe to be sincere) feedback from the participants about my facilitation style, my way of being and the value of the training. It’s interesting for me that I am sometimes still surprised when I hear this, and I don’t always immediately believe it.
The next morning, I was sitting at one of my favourite coffee shops, with the most beautiful view of our misty mountain. There’s a ‘working bar’ by the window with plugs for laptops etc and because the seats are high it’s not the most comfortable spot for me. However, I wanted to be considerate and not take up a whole table, so perched here next to a woman who was completely focused on her laptop with her notes alongside her. During a break, we got chatting and she’s on year six of her PhD… and completely challenged by it! (Familiar territory to me because I have coached a few PhD students, and I know it’s not an easy journey).
Before we went back to work, she said that although she’s not into ‘energy’ as such (such a Cape Town thing!), she was struck by the fact that when I sat down next to her and settled into my work, I gave off a grounded energy which she appreciated and was a “welcome surprise”. (Apparently, there is another person who sometimes sits next to her, bangs their keyboard, saps her energy, and leaves her with a feeling of dread.)
This got me thinking though…
Considering the fact that I received this type of feedback two days in a row, how do I allow myself to believe it without developing a puffed-up ego, rather a gentle internal acknowledgement that some people appreciate my way of being?
Much of the work I do supports people to uncover their blind spots, encouraging them to be open to feedback, receiving acknowledgements and recognising areas of potential growth. You’d think this would be automatic for me, but like all of us, I’m an ongoing student of life and still flexing this muscle.
So today, as I gaze at our misty mountain, I choose to breathe in the acknowledgement and thank my life journey for who I am today.
Maybe I’m grounding for some, and maybe exhausting for others… either way, I’m me.