The Solution: Patience, Getting Things Done, and Maybe Bad People Know a Thing or Two

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One of those times when I just talk about what's on my mind. Thanks for tuning in.

You might think you are patient, but sometimes it’s like God says, “Really? Well, we’ll see about that!” And you have to learn it all over again. Not that I’m saying God, your higher self, or Spirit is vindictive in nature, just that stuff seems to happen.

What do they say, “Pride goeth before a fall.” That’s from the bible, Proverbs 16:18. There’s actually more to it than that, but basically, set yourself up for success and see how close failure really is. How do you deal with that when everybody tells you that to succeed in anything you try, you need to think like the winner you want to be?

Expectations, I think. How do you know you need new shoes? Your toes get squished up against the front part of your shoe. Bingo. New shoes. Better feet. Interestingly, somebody once said to me that the more spiritually grounded a person is, the longer their feet will be. If you’ve ever heard of that, please drop a comment. I know I’ve gone from a 7 ½ to a 9 ½ shoe size over the last 50 years. Also, much wider. It’s a mystery, that’s for sure.

Perhaps developing resilience is important. Like if one door seems to shut in front of you, look around because somewhere, somehow, another door is opening.

Or, like bad people are smart. They are opportunistic. They are on the lookout for important stuff like laptop computers people leave sitting on café tables or on the seats of an unattended vehicle. Or, they know how to pop locks (it happened to us) on cars and rifle through trunks to see what might be saleable. So, here’s something to try out in whatever your goals are to do whatever it is you want to do: Think like a bad guy.

Okay, so I’m thinking like a bad guy. I’m no different from anybody else. I require the same sorts of upkeep as anybody else (assuming I’m not an addict), like a place to lay my head, a place to eat, and a place to park my car. Happy? Yes, then I can get ahead with my work, which, for me at the moment, is writing. Why? I don’t know. It’s like this compulsion. I’m trying to help get people out of stuck spots. I’m asking that they take a deep breath and get moving. I’m asking them to do some introspective work on their own. Then, they can give advice just like everybody else.

Okay, so I’m trying to think like a bad guy.

• I am determined. Check.
• I am resilient. Check.
• I am focused. Check.
• I am driven. Check.
• I am observant. Check.
• I am patient. Check.

Apart from harming people, which I won’t do, I can be a bad guy and get more stuff done.

Just something to chew on.

I can remember years ago when it occurred to me that I might develop more patience. It began with me. I was very hard on myself, getting frustrated at every turn when things got difficult. I also played the blame game in those days. I still do occasionally, but I’m trying to notice when I am doing it and steady myself. The same thing goes for patience. I’m loads better now than I was in those days, but I still have to take a step back occasionally when I become angry and impatient with something. I’m trying.

The solution? Take a nap. Or eat a cookie. I’d say have a drink, but I don’t drink anymore, so that’s out of possible solutions.

That’s part of resilience. You bounce back fast. Okay, so what happened with your first heartbreak? I don’t care if you were eight years old or eighteen. That first heartbreak is torture, no matter what age you are. Why? Well, you thought you were in love. You thought it was forever. You thought, “Love on my terms.” Negatory on that one.

So, what happened? It doesn’t matter what happened. It just didn’t work. Are you going to blame somebody? You could. Is that going to fix anything? No. You could go back to bed for a long time. Lots of people do that. Grieving your first love lost is murder. The thing is, with grief, it eventually evolves into something you can live with. It might take a while. There is no standard time. Could it be a year? Sure. Could it be 30 years? Sure. Who determines how long it’s going to take? You do.

The grief I live with? Personally? I still grieve my loved ones who have passed on. Except, as a psychic channel, I can talk with them. It’s like a long-distance phone conversation. They are not hanging on my every word. I can trust that they know what I am feeling now. I don’t have to tell them that. Just being with them is enough. I just know they are there. They still know me even if 60 years have passed. They have not forgotten. How did I come to know this? Well, it took a while. How can you experience this? Pretend. You pretend like you did as a child. You pretend that your mother is in the same room with you. You pretend that she has come closer to hug you. You pretend she just whispered in your ear, “I love you.” You pretend. The first time, nothing changes. The next time you do the pretend thing, maybe you’re able to take a deep breath. The next time and the next time and the next time maybe you think to yourself, “Was she here?” It gets easier each time you do it.

And then one day, you feel her hug you close. It’s magic. It’s real. It’s something you will remember.

The same thing with meditation or medication. Hum. The first time you meditate, your mind doesn’t want you to lose control, to lose touch with reality, so it keeps drawing you back to what it feels is important. Like, don’t forget to look behind the door for loose socks. Or don’t forget to put kitty litter on the list. The solution? You don’t get mad at your mind. You learn to accommodate. You get a pen and a pencil to sit beside you and promise that you’ll write this stuff down. If you’re anything like I was, you filled up that whole page with stuff you needed to do. Gradually, my mind learned that I would make good on my promise not to lose control, and I was able to learn how to meditate. Where in the beginning it might take me half an hour to dip down into the quiet and calm of a meditation, now I can do it faster. By the way, there is no one way to meditate. Find the one that works for you.

And medication. How does that work? Well, it’s been my experience that with anything other than over-the-counter headache tablets, the prescribed stuff takes a while to begin working. Also, there are always side effects you have to work through. Some weird, some annoying, but after your body becomes accustomed to the new medicine and it starts alleviating whatever the doctor prescribed it for, there is an adjustment period.

Something just occurred to me. There are times when I reach out for healing rays. I wanted to call them vibrations, but that didn’t fit. It is like when I do Reiki on myself. For instance, my foot. This sucker hurts these days, especially right after I get out of bed in the morning and at the end of the day. It’s a case of plantar fasciitis, which I experienced some twenty years ago. I remember the pain, and this is just like it. What did the doctor say to me? Stay off my foot. I argued with her and said, “I have a job! What do you expect me to do? Not go to work?” I remember she shrugged her shoulders. Okay, now I get it. The healing of that injury took more than a year. Yes, I did have a cortisone shot, which I will never have again. Talk about a shot hurting. I had a swelling on the arch of my foot the size of an egg. And, I had to start a new job the next day. I have to say, though, that I’ve heard from other people who also got cortisone shots and reported back that they did not hurt. Go figure.

Wear shoes at all times, she said. Not slippers. Shoes. Check. I’ve got shoes on now. I’ll have to dip into Google for the other things she said. I’ll remember if I see them in print.

In any case, this has gone far enough for today.

So, thanks for reading. If you are a writer, keep up the good work. Signing out for now,

🌺 Pauline Evanosky

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