Memories, Milestones, and Emotions, Oh My

Memories, especially tied to significant events or Milestones in our lives are strong.

Our Emotions, and even our bodies are aware of this invisible timeline.

The corresponding Emotions can arise as these Memories or Milestones approach.

Joy, Sadness, Pride, Outrage, Excitement, Embarrassment, Humility, Despair, Love, Loss.

These Emotions are reminders that something significant happened. Happened to us, for us, with us, because of us, or around us.

Little monuments of events that build us.

These Memories, Milestones, and Emotions can be wonderful.

Love, friend, child, pet, job, relationship, adventure, home, career…

These same Memories, Milestones, and Emotions can be challenging.

Love, friend, child, pet, job, relationship, adventure, home, career…

Some of the Emotions feel like gains.

Some of the Emotions feel like losses.

Either way, these Emotions are requesting something.

To be acknowledged, to be heard, to be remembered?

In the past, Resistance and Distraction was my strategy for the losses.

With the gains, it was mostly Reduction and Discounting.

(I am realizing how sad it is that we tend to amplify the negative, while reducing the positive.)

I am beginning to see these Memories, Milestones, and Emotions as less of a nuisance and more of a Guide.

I am still periodically surprised when they arrive, and I don’t always see them coming.

Once these Guides arrive, I am learning to welcome them and ask how they are here to help.

Walking through these Memories, Milestones, and Emotions appears to be a path forward.

A path towards continued growth.

Oh, My!

Gates, Locks, and Keys

Image courtesy of Robin Lake

The following is an excerpt from Page 45 of the Muse’s Guide: Your guide to Humans. This little known manual was recently discovered. A copy is provided to each of our Muse’s during their orientation as they wait to be assigned to a Human. This series will reveal some of the insight contained within the dog eared and highlighted pages of the Muse’s Guide.

Humans make a lot of decisions and choices in life. Some decisions are well reasoned, careful, and deliberate. Some decisions are emotional, reactive, and spur of the moment. They have a lot going on and they don’t always understand the result or consequences of these decisions.

How these Humans view these decisions and events in their lives can seriously impact your work. As you work to inspire them each day, the weight of the prior decisions might limit their ability to hear you. Some Humans view these events or decisions as Gates.

Gates that are locked.

Image Courtesy of Robin Lake

These Gates represent where the events in life and the resulting decisions have closed off options or opportunities. Many Humans stop dreaming of something more because they walk up to these Gates, feel the cold steel, touch the lock, peer beyond at a life that is no longer for them. Their dreams fade as they stand before these Gates. Creativity and their capacity to dream big fades.

As their Muse, watching this unfold can be heartbreaking. Your magical Human crushed by the weight of events, life, circumstances and their decisions.

There is some truth to what your Human is feeling. The past is like a Lock. Their decision, that event, that thing that happened is in the past and is locked and cannot be changed (even a Muse cannot alter the past, despite being a top Human request).

Humans cannot see everything you see. They are trying to make sense of everything so when they see a Lock, they assume that it must be locking them out of something. They internalize decisions and events and their Narrator reminds them of any “failure” to disqualify them from future creation and they stand outside of the Gates.

But not all Locks are on Gates.

Image courtesy of Amanda Weber

Some Locks simply commemorate events.

Humans do this all the time (but still misunderstand Locks).

They put Locks on fences and bridges all the time to remind them of when they met someone special, their birthday, anniversaries or the passing of a loved one.

Those Locks are memories. Those Locks are simply things that happened on their timeline.

Some Locks are filled with Joy.

Some Locks are painful.

Some Locks are beautiful.

Some Locks are hard to view.

Some Locks are in the wrong place.

Some Locks may be on Gates, but didn’t Lock the Gate.

Image courtesy of Geoff Martin

Do you remember the Keys we issued you at Orientation? Every Muse has a set of Keys that fit the Locks of your Human. As we said before, these Locks (decisions, events, memories) cannot be changed, but they can be moved.

Some Locks are just in the wrong place.

As you help your Human organize these Locks along the fence they will begin to see their timeline appear.

These Locks were never meant to be on the Gates.

Locks were meant to remind them of their Journey.

Locks are memories, not limits.

Locks are what helped make them who they are, and who they are becoming.

Locks are the Key to moving forward (see what we did here?).

Sometimes your Human will just need a little help moving those Locks into perspective.

Thanks for your meaningful work as a Muse, these Humans need you more than ever.

Use Your Keys! Muse away!

Send The Words

A small brown envelope.

A blue sticker “Par Avion Air.” (Airmail)

Diamond Harbor, New Zealand.

The cutest cat and flower card.

The Words replying to an earlier parcel.

The Words remembering our time a colleagues.

The Words about timing and being seen.

The Words about “shoulds, shame, disappointments, and shattered expectations.”

The Words about the shared impact we have on each other.

The Words about being part of a community through shared experiences.

The Words that were perfectly timed.

The Words that I needed.

The Words that they needed.

The Words.

Grab a card (especially one with cats and flowers).

Get a stamp.

Use a pen.

Send the Words.

20,089

20,089

Yesterday I couldn’t help but reflect on that number.

20,089 days.

20,089 days of existing on this planet.

20,089 days of such variety.

There were good days, and bad.

There were easy days, and hard.

There were successful days, and failure.

There were joy-filled days, and sorrow.

There were adventure days, and mundane.

There were healthy days, and sick.

There were intentional days, and carefree.

There were helpful days, and helpless.

There were wild days, and tame.

There were days.

And, there are more days to come.

How many more days?

10,957?

Many of the 20,089 days have been dominated by The Narrator seeking to limit my perception of what is possible.

This voice has been trying to convince me that I am not good enough or less than.

But there is a whisper of a new voice.

Faint gentle sounds.

Encouraging. Inspiring. Calling.

I think I know its name.

It has always been here.

It has tried to break through, but has been overshadowed.

I am trying to hear that voice in the midst of all the other noise.

All the other distractions.

All the past days.

I think I know its name.

Five years ago. A good friend sent me a story for my birthday.

ROOKIE MISTAKE

“I suppose you’ll want me to come back,” she said.

“I’ll clear my calendar,” I said. “Whenever you want to stop by.”

You never say “whenever you want to stop by” to your muse.

In your intoxicated bliss, make sure she adds her next visit to her calendar – in pen.

***

Iain Young didn’t get a good look at his muse. He’s pretty sure he wouldn’t recognize her.

My friend was pointing the way.

The Muse.

My Muse.

Your Muse.

For the next 10,957 (or however many days we have) let’s seek out that other voice.

The inspiring one.

The encouraging one.

The one that reminds you that all work and life is creative.

The one that calls you to more.

The one that reminds you that you can!

The one that says “what is possible?”

I think our Muse wants more appointments with us – in pen!

Acting As If

It was painful to the touch.

I never realized how heavy my own head could be, especially when I could barely turn or lift it.

The pain radiated from the back of my skull through my neck, clavicle, and down my back.

An accident? Nope.

An injury while doing something risky? Again, no.

An event that happened that required physical feats of strength? I wish.

Apparently just “sleeping wrong” created this overload of spasms and agony. Mid-life occupational hazard.

Four days. Ibuprofen overload.

Four pain-filled days. Learning to move, not move, and do simple tasks.

Relief. Physical Therapy and stretching.

The next few days were interesting.

Despite being pain free, I found myself acting as if the pain was still there.

Cautiously moving, acting as if the soreness and stiffness remained.

Acting as if…

Acting as if is a concept in positive psychology that has us aspire to what we want to become or goals we want to achieve, and then start acting as if we have already arrived or achieved those goals in the face of challenges or obstacles.

Acting as if, builds our self confidence, our self-perceptions, and helps against self-sabotage and builds a more positive mindset.

By the second pain-free day, I began to notice the power of acting as if.

When I was acting as if the pain was still there, I was stiff, cautious, moved slower, and was afraid.

In that moment, I had to remind myself that the pain was gone and start acting as if things were normal. My movements became more fluid and natural.

My mind wandered to all the times I have been acting as if pain, limitations, and obstacles are still here. Limiting me.

I began to think about all the time WE have all been acting as if a lot of things are still present. Limiting us.

Where could we all try acting as if?

Acting as if that pain is no longer present.

Acting as if we achieved our goals.

Acting as if we are enough.

I look forward to hearing about your acting as if journey, and until then I will be here acting as if we have already arrived together.

Relational atrophy

It’s been a while.

When the world shut down, so did my relationships.

I fell out of practice.

Survival, stress, and a focus on tasks and solving problems took the main stage.

I got rusty.

New habits formed: isolating habits that didn’t include the same connection as before.

It was a long, but subtle shift.

From less, to more, to loss.

Less phone calls, less fun, less light-hearted conversations.

Less time WITH others.

Less time FOR others.

Less.

When there is less, something will fill that void.

More negativity, more urgency, more stress, more vigilance, more protection mode, more burn-out.

The results were loss.

Loss of connection.

Loss of friends.

Loss of time.

Loss.

The best way to describe where I am today is a state of Relational Atrophy.

Weaker, out of practice, easily tired, and doing simple things are much harder.

Understanding and acknowledging this Relational Atrophy helps.

Finding a way forward is next.

Similar to exercise, this process won’t happen overnight.

It might take some time for these muscles to remember.

Small steps.

Apologies.

Invites to get coffee.

Invites to connect.

Invites to get gelato.

Phone calls.

Texts.

Scheduling time for others.

Scheduling time WITH others.

Time.

Those relational muscles will return.

New habits will form.

Take a moment to think about how these past few years impacted you and your relationships.

How has Relationship Atrophy impacted you?

Where have you fallen out of practice with others?

How can you take one step today to flex those relationship muscles?

The good news is we might not be alone, and we can try moving forward together.

One more idea – schedule time under the tree. Let me know, I will make the coffee.