If you’ve been reading my posts the last few weeks you’ll know I went on an epic running adventure over Easter. (If this the first you’ve heard of it, then imagine a small group of humans, running mountain trails, ‘bagging’ Australia’s highest mountain peaks, and generally drinking too much alcohol for would-be athletes).
I tend to be pretty fanatical when it comes to learning.
I’ll be the first to tell you that I’m a student (of life) before any other role. And so when I experience crazy adventures with highs and lows (literally, metaphorically AND emotionally) like I did over the Easter Long Weekend, I tend to draw out so many lessons I surprise even myself with how much we can learn if only we are willing.
Let me share the crux of it up front:
Recognise people for what they bring to your life, and don’t expect them to be ‘all things’ for you.
Here’s an example. I realised, as I walked, ran, trudged and scrambled through these mountains, as well as ate, drank and lounged around back at the lodge with my small group of running mates, that they, are not you.
They don’t study, or even care to study, how to love themselves or others more deeply. They don’t have conversations about finding and changing beliefs. And they don’t consider that the people they are attracting are a mirror for their unconscious mind. (In fact, the term unconscious mind may not even be in their vocabulary).
Now, it’s not that they are stupid, in fact, as a group they’re highly educated and had great intellectual conversations between the endless glasses of wine.
It’s not that they’re heartless, in fact a couple of them give extraordinarily gorgeous, present hugs, and they were all fabulous at bandaging me up when I went flying backwards down a hill on the very first day.
But they’re not you, my people, who “get” this work that is so important to me. And it’s totally unfair of me to expect them to be.
This truth really settled in for me as I rested, meditated and sniffled my way through a two week head cold. I realised that I have some very distinct groups of people who “get” different parts of me.
My clients and you, my lovely reader, understand this part of me, this truth-telling, boundary-challenging, sometimes emotionally-confronting teacher.
My friends in Bali, and splashed around the globe, understand the woman in me who is a minimalist traveller, who revels in owning very little, and working from a laptop (now tablet!) from anywhere in the world.
My Toastmasters group, a scattering of past students, and now, the Bankstown Poetry Slam community, get me as a speaker, and how much I love to communicate through the spoken word.
My coaching friends get that I could talk about transformation all day long, and we’re friends because they do the same.
And my running mates? Well that get the part of me that is totally alive on mountain trails, and who smile and applaud me as I tear across the Sydney Harbour Bridge, setting yet another PB.
So I finally get it; See people and love them for who they are. Recognise and appreciate what they do bring to your life instead of wishing they were something more or something different.
I feel like I must have taught this lesson to my own clients so many times in the last 5 years, but it’s just sunk in a whole deeper level. I’ve gotta wonder, how deep do these lessons go…?
Pondering. How about you?
Can you see how different people understand different parts of you, and are you appreciating them for that?
P.S. Didn’t know I had a Facebook Page? You do now… 😄 At the moment I’m posting a heap of pretty quote pictures that are highly shareable, with only the best words I can find. And there will be more cool stuff going on there as I begin working on this book…