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When Stinky Manure Turns into Sweet Smellin Compost

 

See the steam?

Hello?  Is anyone out there?  Gosh, I’ve been buried underneath a pile of poo-poo for some time now and I’m just managing to dig myself out.  When I started my blog, I felt that I was getting to the top of the heap then.  Little did I know that a bigger load was about to be dumped on me.  Okay, I’m speaking figuratively; I didn’t really have poo on me.  But, life can sometimes feel like a big pile of manure – hot and stinky!  And it is so difficult to breathe or move in those conditions!    What is that saying people say?  “God never gives you more than you can handle?”  Well, I have had my share of talks with God recently about that one. 

But, I’m here – having survived one of the most difficult chapters of my life and I’m ready to begin again.  This journey called my life has taken many turns and maybe my survival can inspire someone else who is going through a difficult period in their lives. 

If I could share one bit of wisdom that I’ve learned from my experiences, it would be:

                      “You are more powerful then you could ever imagine.”

Now, I’m not suggesting that you run out and buy a Superhero costume and begin to lift objects that are too heavy for humans.  Although, there is a feeling of empowerment you can get from wearing a Superhero costume. 

But, I digress. 

What I am suggesting however, is our thoughts and beliefs are so powerful that we have the ability to survive and rise above great challenges and rewrite the chapters of our lives.  Do not underestimate the power of this.  I’m not just speaking of positive thinking.  I’m speaking of being able to change your perceptions and then telling yourself another story.  Your reality, as all of ours, is about perception of your experiences.  If you don’t like what you see, you can change it. 

As I am writing this I am reminded of the fable of the Farmer’s donkey that fell down a well.  This fable is a great example of what I am speaking of. 

“One day a farmer’s donkey fell into an abandoned well.  Terrified, the animal cried for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do.  Finally, he decided the animal was old and impossible to retrieve.  He realized the well needed to be filled to prevent future losses.  So he invited all his neighbors to help him.  They all grabbed shovels and began to throw dirt into the well.  At first, when the donkey realized he was being buried alive, he cried horribly.  Then, to everyone’s shock, the donkey quieted down.  A few shovel loads later, the farmer looked down the well and was astonished at what he saw.  With each shovel of dirt that hit the donkey’s back, the donkey would shake it off and take a step up.  As the farmer and his neighbors continued to throw dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take another step up.  Soon everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!”      

Interesting tale, right?  When the donkey thought everyone was trying to bury him, he was in disbelief and frightened.  But then he was able to shift his perception from being buried alive, to being rescued. The donkey’s new perception was certainly a lot more palatable than the old one.  And in the end, he was able to happily step right over the edge. 

Now it only took me 50 years and a lot of heartache to understand this one!  I spent a lot of time questioning God’s reasons for my lessons and then telling others what they needed to change in order for me to be happy.  I had good reason for behaving this way too – believe you me.  But, having good reason didn’t improve the smell of that manure that I was standing in.  I had to make a change if I wanted the air to clear.  When I was finally able to shift the way that I perceived the events of my life and started to focus on the outcome that I desired, my reality began to shift – and continues to shift.   

Certainly others have learned this lesson far more easily than I did.  Maybe I’m just dense.  I don’t know, but what I do know is – I’m back.  I’ve shaken the nicely composted manure (notice the shift in perception…compost is lovely for the garden you know) off of my back and I’ve stepped out of the pile. 

I’m not sure we ever get it done, the learning I mean….sometimes life is hot and stinky and sometimes it’s cool and sweet.  The key to surviving it all is to be able to shift your perceptions so that you are telling a story you want to hear.  You and your thoughts are more powerful than you realize.

Until next time…be joy filled!

Lisa

                                                            “When you learn, teach….”

                                                                                          Maya Angelou

One comment on “When Stinky Manure Turns into Sweet Smellin Compost

  1. As usual Lisa, an inspiring message. I marvel at your ability to remain calm when surrounded by chaos. So happy to hear that Irma went out for dinner.

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