Congrats to Harry indeed! Well, I decided to take on the kitchen hob whilst listening to this ramble...my big belief issue usually starts with 'You don't have the right....'.....to voice opinion at work (previous managers), to visit Gran while aunt &uncle from Australia is over (brother), to see your brother or nephews (sister in law), to visit parents safely & within rules during covid (brother), to visit parents while we are visiting (brother and family), to think you know what you are doing about anything (me), to be in photos (me), to think you are any good (2 former work places/me), to grieve for people that have died (me, I think, but also weird hierarchies people have about 'who should be more affected than others')......I started to challenge this when after the ramble I put Erasure hits on and danced and sang around kitchen and saw neighbour (who we don't get on with) opening curtains and getting a full show. Initial response 'oh gosh, better stop'....then thought 'NO!! This is my house, my kitchen, I have EVERY RIGHT!!!'..hmm....big belief to challenge here....any advice??
Ooof many beliefs that don't serve me , top one being my voice isn't safe , a trauma response, if u met me I'd be as quiet and invisible as possible, a frozen learnt response that keeps me safe ,a static stuck state I find so difficult to shift .x
Your ramble today rang so, so true, Suzanne. It’s like the more I listen, the more the universe alines us to help each other move forward. (Promise you, I’m not a new-age hippie!)
I realise I have so many limitations and I really don’t know where they come from. Like you, I’ve a belief I can’t be a gardener: all my brothers and sisters garden, my Mum, Dad, grandparents had beautiful gardens. I walk round garden centres with them and feel incredibly ignorant. But, I’ve never lived in a place with a garden so never had a chance to really try!
Same again. I feel like I don’t know how to interior decorate and am overwhelmed by my (now over 2 years) new place that I can’t do out to my liking. I have the same problems with choices because don’t align with my Hubbie. I doubt my choices in all kinds of purchases and always relegate my choices to my husband’s. I feel like I should get someone to do it for me because they would undoubtedly do it better.
And then all the other limitations that others have gifted me. You’ll never be successful. You’ll never be rich. You’re the intelligent one, not the pretty one. You’re not sporty. You’re fat. And at work, you don’t show yourself / your work off enough. You’re too nice. You’re fragile. I’ll never be able to do that job as well as xxxx So and so is better than me.
And from my church upbringing, you’re not worthy, you’ll never be good enough and just about everything I do is a sin and condemns me to eternal damnation. Luckily I’ve pretty much released these, but in moments of darkness they come creeping back, like that other famous saying “no rest for the wicked.”
So I guess I have plenty to work on and release and putting all this down here makes me really quite weepy and sad at the mixed up person i must be. Where do I start?
Congrats to Harry indeed! Well, I decided to take on the kitchen hob whilst listening to this ramble...my big belief issue usually starts with 'You don't have the right....'.....to voice opinion at work (previous managers), to visit Gran while aunt &uncle from Australia is over (brother), to see your brother or nephews (sister in law), to visit parents safely & within rules during covid (brother), to visit parents while we are visiting (brother and family), to think you know what you are doing about anything (me), to be in photos (me), to think you are any good (2 former work places/me), to grieve for people that have died (me, I think, but also weird hierarchies people have about 'who should be more affected than others')......I started to challenge this when after the ramble I put Erasure hits on and danced and sang around kitchen and saw neighbour (who we don't get on with) opening curtains and getting a full show. Initial response 'oh gosh, better stop'....then thought 'NO!! This is my house, my kitchen, I have EVERY RIGHT!!!'..hmm....big belief to challenge here....any advice??
Beautiful sunset. Will save listening until tomorrow morning’s dog walk!
Congratulations to Harry🥳
Gorgeous sunset
Ooof many beliefs that don't serve me , top one being my voice isn't safe , a trauma response, if u met me I'd be as quiet and invisible as possible, a frozen learnt response that keeps me safe ,a static stuck state I find so difficult to shift .x
Brilliant news for Harry. 👏❤️
Your ramble today rang so, so true, Suzanne. It’s like the more I listen, the more the universe alines us to help each other move forward. (Promise you, I’m not a new-age hippie!)
I realise I have so many limitations and I really don’t know where they come from. Like you, I’ve a belief I can’t be a gardener: all my brothers and sisters garden, my Mum, Dad, grandparents had beautiful gardens. I walk round garden centres with them and feel incredibly ignorant. But, I’ve never lived in a place with a garden so never had a chance to really try!
Same again. I feel like I don’t know how to interior decorate and am overwhelmed by my (now over 2 years) new place that I can’t do out to my liking. I have the same problems with choices because don’t align with my Hubbie. I doubt my choices in all kinds of purchases and always relegate my choices to my husband’s. I feel like I should get someone to do it for me because they would undoubtedly do it better.
And then all the other limitations that others have gifted me. You’ll never be successful. You’ll never be rich. You’re the intelligent one, not the pretty one. You’re not sporty. You’re fat. And at work, you don’t show yourself / your work off enough. You’re too nice. You’re fragile. I’ll never be able to do that job as well as xxxx So and so is better than me.
And from my church upbringing, you’re not worthy, you’ll never be good enough and just about everything I do is a sin and condemns me to eternal damnation. Luckily I’ve pretty much released these, but in moments of darkness they come creeping back, like that other famous saying “no rest for the wicked.”
So I guess I have plenty to work on and release and putting all this down here makes me really quite weepy and sad at the mixed up person i must be. Where do I start?
Well done Harry! That’s excellent