pieces and parts ‘o’ Em

letting go.  being free.  I had a blast with y’all this weekend.  I am finally home and showered(I know yer all thinkin’-"thank God she was ripe";-)  NYC has been quite good for me and so have the new faces and places.  Thanks to all of you-you all are pretty rockin’-you facebook lovin’ folk=)  I am gonna try out that whole sleep thing tonight.  I hear it’s all the rage-we’ll see.  I’ll keep you posted!

After our long game of Frisbee in Central today I was thinking about my statements I had made about how I used to approach all sports.  I am still to this day quite a perfectionist about things.  When it came to sports, I could get pretty p.o.-ed with myself if I wasn’t doing as well as I thought I should.  It got so bad that I just stopped playing sports all together because I just didn’t enjoy it anymore.  Well I hated the fact that for years I would avoid any sports activities in the mere fear that perhaps I wouldn’t be good enough in my eyes or other’s eyes.  So my not playing actually made me feel even worse.  Worse than playing and getting upset with myself-I knew I was missing out.  Well, I don’t know when the day arrived but somehow I finally let go of any pride that I might have been grappling onto and I played Frisbee golf with some friends.  I would like to say that I played an amazing round and kicked some serious butt that day=)  But truthfully I was ridiculously horrible-I ended up having to hastily search for my putter in the brush more often than not.  But although I sucked hard;-) my letting go entailed that that day consisted of no anger, no huffiness, no regret and in tern was nothing but smiles and laughter and of course mostly at myself. 

Yeah I know, as usual I am using a story as a metaphor for how we face life.  Or at least how I do-but I think you all can see echoes of this in your life too.  Fear of failure, of losing, of inadequacy, or in my case not being able to throw a Frisbee for beans;-)   Ahhhh….I kid=) You know I don’t have that fear anymore ’cause I have accepted the reality that I in fact cannot throw a  Frisbee for beans;-)  We all know that just as you do, I also have other fears a bit bigger than Frisbee throwing.

That’s all I got for now.  Smile.

Peace.

Em   

One Response to “pieces and parts ‘o’ Em”

  1. Robin Says:

    =)

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