
I have had this unfolding conclusion that I do not have to accept my own mythology, my notions of limitations and inabilities, as written by others or by myself.

My first inkling of this concept was in my junior year of college. One of the most popular electives on campus was “ballroom dancing”. As a child, I was told indirectly that I was clumsy and uncoordinated by family nicknames that were not so endearing. I bought into it telling myself I could not do a cartwheel or any of the other physical badges of honor that young girls collect. Still, I needed an elective and wanted to see what all the fuss was about. Lo and behold I proved myself wrong. I was doing the jitterbug, swing, rumba, waltz, and the like. Not only was I good, but I also loved it!

A more difficult life script to rewrite was the notion of “I’m not good enough” which I dragged around since childhood like a large overstuffed suitcase (without wheels). This one is rather toxic for the soul, especially if one is an artist or writer, like me. It’s the one that tells me “I can’t, I’m too old, I’m too flawed, I don’t have the right training, I’m too this, too that.”
Three years ago at age 63, I decided that, no, I wasn’t too old to pick up the guitar again, traded in my old one for a lovely tenor guitar I love, and started to take lessons. I don’t learn as quickly as in my younger years but I am so grateful I got over myself and started again. What a joy music brings! A year before that I started to write even though, no, I was not an English major- but so what. I’ve gotten better. I have two blogs, I’ve gotten published but beyond all that I love the process. All from recrafting my story.
I found that I can rewrite that, ?YES, I am good enough and I will commit to honing my craft no matter where I am at be it as a visual artist, writer, musician or ____________.
An advantage of meditation is being able to recognize that old script playing in my head. I can disagree with that voice in my head, “Sorry, you are so WRONG!”, show that voice the door and change the station with a positive script that reads…

Yes I can
I shall
I will
(and sometimes it is after I take a nap.)
Your story can always be edited.
If given the chance
Choose to dance

Thanks, Alanna! I’m pretty sure that my personal story needs revamping:)
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Mine is in never ending revision!
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What an inspiring post. I believe that most of what our minds tell us are lies. And it’s up to us to do things regardless. Though I also believe there are various voices in the mind, and it’s the soft, encouraging one that’s our true self. The rest, our egos, are just spouting things out the side of their neck. Anyway, thanks for this post!
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You are so welcome, Stuart. I am baffled why our minds don’t always have our best interests at heart. It seems rather counterproductive!
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The way you expressed everything….really inspiring!
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Thanks Tanisha. So glad my post spoke to you!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thanks!!
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Thank you for sharing this inspirational tale!
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You are so welcome. Thanks for reading!
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Of course. ^_^
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You’ve inspired so many of us, Alanna! May we all learn that we’re so much more than our conditioning–and anything is possible.
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I think we inspire each other! Your post, “Imagine You’re 90 years Old” is kept at the bottom of my inbox so I can look at it from time to time.
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Thanks for the words of encouragement, Alanna. We all have our doubts about ourselves and it’s nice to have someone remind us to snap out of it and carry on. 🙂
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Well glad to help. It’s a constant process!
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