Day 229: Treat and Beat Your Feet
You know that feeling you get when you've crossed the last pressing issue off your list?
Finally, the issues of the motorhome were taken care of. Now, on to the 'wants' after the 'needs' are done.
The first thing on my want list was a high priority. To get cement posts put in the ground to chain down the motorhome in case of a hurricane.
But when I contacted the person who was going to do the work, he had moved on to a city that has work for him while the area the motorhome is in remains pretty uninhabited for the next couple of months.
So, I missed the window of getting this done. That's disappointing. I liked him and I knew he needed the work, so I was happy to give him the job.
Now, I either take the chance of a storm coming before he comes back or find someone else.
In this small area, there aren't a lot of options and it's common for people to raise their hand when they just think they could probably figure out how to do it. They just need the money.
So, I'm left with another opportunity to let go and let the Universe handle it.
Which sounds peaceful until you remember there is a hurricane season and a very real motorhome sitting there.
When I used to go to a new age church, they reminded us to "treat and beat your feet", which meant to do a treatment or meditate/pray for what you wanted, and then move your feet to take action.
Turning something over to the Universe to handle doesn't mean we don't have to do our part at the same time.
It means we stop confusing our part with controlling the whole outcome.
There is a big difference between surrender and avoidance.
Avoidance says, "I don't want to deal with this, so I'm going to pretend it isn't happening."
Surrender says, "I've done what I know to do for now, and I'm willing to let the next step reveal itself."
One feels heavy and a little dishonest. The other feels lighter, even if the situation is still unresolved.
That's how I check myself.
Am I avoiding the thing because I don't want to deal with it?
Or have I actually done the part that is mine to do for today?
That question matters because we can spiritualize procrastination and call it trust. I've done that. Most of us probably have.
But real trust still has movement in it.
It may be a phone call, a text, asking one more person, checking one more resource, or simply deciding that no more action is needed today.
That's still action.
Sometimes the action is outward and visible. Sometimes it's internal, choosing not to spiral, choosing not to make the delay mean something bad, choosing not to decide the whole future from one closed door.
So I texted other people who have done work for me to see if they know anyone that does this kind of work.
I will see if someone surfaces that can do the work.
Normally, when there's a situation like this and I let it go, it's resolved quickly, within a few days.
We'll see.
I've also considered that it's not necessary for this to be done right now, and the worker not being available allowed me to move onto the next things which may turn out to be more urgent.
I leave it to the Universe and pay attention to how I feel and what's going on around me.
Because I don't know yet.
That's the point.
I can do my part, ask the questions, send the texts, pay attention to how I feel, and watch what shows up.
Maybe the right person appears.
Maybe the timing shifts.
Maybe the next thing turns out to be more important.
Letting the Universe handle something doesn't mean I sit still and hope.
It means I move without panic and listen without trying to force the answer.
Maybe this is also part of the practice of becoming self-led. Knowing when to move, when to pause, when to ask, when to wait, and when to stop trying to turn uncertainty into an emergency.
Today's Gentle Practice
Think about one thing you're trying to hand over to the Universe.
Ask yourself:
What is the next honest step that is mine to take, without trying to control the outcome?
You don't have to solve everything today.
Take the step you can see.
Then give the timing a little room to show you what wants to happen next.
With you,
Lynn
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