Waiting, Taking on Mediocrity & Waterbugs (And my creepy manifestation)

Do you ever ask yourself, what am I waiting for?

I mean, not while waiting in (on?) line at the grocery store or on the school car pick-up line—in those instances you’re simply waiting to get on with life—or you’re gleefully detached from the waiting game with air pods firmly placed, listening to Whitney’s “I wanna dance with somebody” and finding it hard to silence your inner supernova from trying to hit those notes—which by all means tells me you're kind rocking life right there!

The other kind of waiting I’m referring to is the one that has you waiting to live out your dreams because you’re too busy doing everything for everyone else while doing nothing for yourself because it’s NEVER THE RIGHT TIME!!!!

That kind of waiting.

And what is all this waiting actually waiting for? For the kids to leave for college? For your job gets less stressful? For the botched highlights to grow out?

What is it? When is the perfect time to do the thing that will make you feel like you’re finally stepping into your shoes and doing what you came to this planet to do?

Because I know you’re not here for the laundry.

You’re here for something bigger. Which begs the question:

If not now, when?

(Note: We’re not doing the “no time”, or the “too busy” thing. We’re leaning more into the “I’m stuck and I don’t want to rock the boat thing—and maybe it’s because you make fantastic money even though your spirit dies a little every day, or perhaps you’re stuck in the land of mediocrity and it’s not a totally decrepit place to live because at the end of the day, you get to dip this spoon into this pint of Cherry Garcia and that makes everything better.)

We live our lives in this space of subtle discontent, answering the call to pursue our dreams with a “who am I to complain or want more when what I have is decent enough”.

It can be different. You can have outrageous goals that would make other people stare at you in disbelief. Who will tell you you can’t, it’s too risky, that it would break up everything that’s already perfectly in place and running as well as it can. They’ll tell you it’s too scary and YES, it’s scary AF to dream so big. You’re going to frighten your spouse, your neighbors, and that Facebook moms group.

But none of that matters because it’s not what happens outside us that keeps us planted, rooted, and in step with mediocrity. It’s us, and that’s the BEST NEWS EVER. Because we can change ourselves so much easier than we can change anyone or anything outside of us. (Hi, I’m Pam, your positivity party planning committee chair and I love cupcakes with glitter frosting!) 😂 No, really, this is not toxic positivity I’m spewing, it’s legit science—If you create a new thought and act on it, and BELIEVE in YOU and your abilities, then there is nothing you can’t accomplish.

I’m not saying it’s easy, but it’s totally bonus points worth it! And it just begins with a thought. One thought can change the trajectory. Try it if you don’t believe me (and notice how quickly your inner betch will crush that inspiring thought like it’s stepping on a waterbug—did I ever tell you the story about how a waterbug crawled across my face while I was sleeping?! 🤢)

Anyway! This week try something new. Try changing out one old annoying, lackluster thought for one that’s shiny, sparkly and fun and see how it can change the way you feel, even if it’s only for an instant—because that small spark will spark even more sparks if you keep trying!

Did I Do That?

Ever feel like sometimes you actually manifest the thing that creeps you out the most?? This snuck up on me when I took my kids to the arcade on Friday 😳

What the hell? Nightmares 😖 Willy Wonka creeps the bejeezus out of me! (The Gene Wilder version — not so much the Timothée version because while Hugh Grant is tiny, older, and orange, he'll always be Daniel Cleaver to me - meow!)

Till next week my “no longer waiting” friend,
am 💖

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