I had a funny thing happen with mailing labels, and I want to let it change my life. I wished for more—you know, the free ones wildlife organizations send out, pictures of polar bears and eagles. I was almost out, and I was thinking about that one afternoon walking back from the mailbox, hoping more would come. Within two weeks I must have had eight or nine sheets, more than I’ve ever had at one time. I’ve always had a funny thing about visualizing, too. It isn’t easy for me, unless I’m imagining the things I don’t want to happen. Those spring to life with gruesome ease and require regular banishment. I’ve never been sure, but I suspect I try too hard when I’m asked to visualize something, or maybe I’m afraid I won’t be able to picture it, so I block the image from forming. But these mailing labels were easy, quick, almost unintentional. And not only was picturing them arriving in the mail effortless, but I was not attached to receiving them. I’m certain that was key here, the secret to my largesse. I have tried to visualize winning writing contests, but I don’t know how to be matter of fact about them. I don’t know how to not be attached to my hope of winning. But these mailing labels have inspired me to work in this direction. I am picturing more house finch in our yard, maybe twenty or thirty at the small tray feeder. I am seeing myself thinner and stronger and thriving. And while I was grading a discussion task the other day I went looking for my own “aha” to share with my students and read we should think about how we will feel when we get to have what we want. I like this idea. I think it may help me find a way to “enter in,” that focusing on the feelings may let the pictures arrive unforced. So I am thinking now about how it will feel to have that happy chatter in the mornings from the house finch, joyful and thankful for their company. I am thinking now about how it will feel to have lost more weight, to be healthy and vigorous again, the sheer pleasure and the ease of it, that vibrancy of life. And I am thinking now about how I will feel when I hold a copy of my first book. I can see myself sitting on the patio, eyes closed, stroking the cover. I feel childlike awe, an Easter egg between my open palms, thrilled disbelief, deep gratitude. I feel like the luckiest woman in the world.
: ) thank you for the good ideas, smiles and sense of contentment.
Oh, yay. Thank you, Laurie, both for reading and for letting me know you enjoyed it. Hope you are loving your stay in your temporary home! :)
Thanks for your good wishes — we are indeed loving it. Glad we can keep enJoying your blog wherever we go. : )
So glad the place is working out for the two of you. And yes, the internet is an amazing thing!
Soon you will begin your migration like the birds. I had a black-headed grosbeak and a brown-headed cowbird in my courtyard. :)
We all have these moments of wishful thinking, dreams, wonderful fantasies. But not all of us have these excursions into Eden prompted by the receipt of mailing labels. True, it was a fortunate event.
Thanks for writing, Bumba. I did indeed feel incredibly lucky. Now, if only I could learn how to not be so attached to my “wantings,” to allow them to come to me like the labels. ;-)