Expectations have been a looming cloud of mine for a great deal of time. Unable to identify it at first, over the past few years it's been more blatant in my face....sort of like the comical devil that sits on someones shoulder laughing and tempting a person.
Most of the time it was with the best of intentions that these expectations were put in place. Friendships, family, career, even personal...these expectations were guidelines that were supposed to make me happy and content. Like a thermometer chart where, as the expectations were met, the red line would rise. At the top would indicate pure bliss or the 'moment' of having achieved my greatest dreams. Should these expectations not be met would mean that I was failing at life, one of my greatest fears.
These silent expectations have seemingly revealed themselves as control issues. They are the handcuffs that prevent the opportunity for something even better to come into my existence. When my expectations have been met in the past...it only led me down an addictive path of creating some new 'standard' that had to be fulfilled. Often unmet, these standards brought pain, anger, drama or fear and reigned with tyranny. Perhaps they realistically also prevented me the opportunity for experiencing a lasting, soft peace and contentment that withstands time.
The handful of times when the control has been nonexistent have brought some of the most lasting and rewarding situations. Like our house in California...we looked for weeks and saw less than desirable homes. Near the verge of a breakdown, as soon as I gave up we found a house on Craigslist that was affordable, beautiful and had even more amenities than we thought possible. On a smaller but just as important level...friendships. When I've put away my criteria and judgements, some of the most fabulously interesting people have entered my life and made some REALLY beautiful imprints.
Hopefully, with a little daily practice and kava tea to chill my overactive mind I can more routinely brush the devil from my shoulder cheering for expectations. Sure, there will be dreams of what I desire, but with ease I can just let them go and move on about my day...not forcing them into existence. It'll be more like living as a child does...less perceivable boundaries, ability to dream big without fear, and know without fail that all will be accomplished in time and magical ways.
Hmmm...
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