With so many angel card messages
lately urging us to set intentions to manifest what we want in our lives, I
thought I’d write about how we sometimes block our dreams from coming true by
wanting them too much.
Wait, what?
Bear with me. I *know* that
sounds counter-intuitive. How can you want something too much? I mean, no one
would set a goal for something they didn’t really want, right?
The problem is that when we want something
so much that we devote all our focus to it, we don’t give the Universe enough
space to make it happen for us – and that messes up all the good energy we’re trying to send out. We get in our own way. We try to force it before the
time is right, jumping on every opening that seems like it could possibly be the way forward, instead of pausing to let our intuition guide us. We might pursue
business opportunities that don't suit us and chase potential romantic partners who
aren’t that into us. Speaking of romance, my own love life is a case in point: I believe that I only got the relationship I’d
yearned for after I had stopped looking for it. I had not
given up on love, I had just given up the search for it (for the record, love
is not something you find. It finds you... when the time is right).
There is such a thing as being
too attached to something. If we
idealise how we want our lives to look, we may become tunnel-visioned and not
realise that the Universe is showing us a better way. The problem is not the
wanting of said thing, it’s the clinging to said thing.
This isn’t just a trick to play
on ourselves so we don’t get too disappointed if something doesn’t work out, BTW.
When we ask the Universe for
something, there are only three possible answers it gives:
·
* Yes
* Not yet
*
I have
something better in mind
Here’s an example. Last year I
was completely fixated on my goal of making my reiki practice work. It was haemorrhaging
money, and I exhausted every avenue my Mastermind group and I could think of to
attract the clientele the business needed. I sensed I’d made a misstep in
opening a business without establishing a client base first, but I was in too
deep and I felt I couldn’t just walk away (flogging dead horses has always been
a hobby of mine, lol). I was so obsessed with making it work that I’d staked my
sense of self-worth on the success of the venture, so that when it inevitably
failed, I felt like I was the failure. Not exactly a healthy approach.
I’ve already written about my
struggles with that resulting sense of failure (read that post here) but here’s
a brief summary of what went wrong (or right, depending on your perspective): the Universe was trying
to steer me in a different direction, but I hadn’t been listening. Because
I was too attached to how *I* thought it should happen.
A lot of spiritual experts encourage
people to emotionally invest in their goals, which is all well and good, but if
we are *too* attached to our visions, we can overlook cues from our intuition
that there might be a better way – or that what we want simply isn’t right for
us at that point in our lives.
Lesson learned. Now when I set
goals and intentions, I ask the Universe for help, then let them go. Your move, Universe.
Of course the Universe always
responds to action (you should never be passive about your goals), but there’s
only so far you can go before you’ve got to get out of your own way. Surrendering to the Universe is the only option – and the Universe is, after all, better at organising things than you are.
This has worked brilliantly for
me in recent weeks. One of my aims was to get a regular spiritual column in a
publication. To solidify that intention, I focused on the euphoric feeling of
having such a gig that would beautifully marry my two career streams of
spiritual guidance and journalism (hint: the Universe loves it when we attach
emotions to our intentions). I contacted a few editors, but heard nothing back.
Then I pretty much forgot about it. I didn’t give up, I just knew there was
nothing more I could do to bring the column into being. I knew that if it was
meant to happen, it would.
And, almost 12 months later, it
has.
A few weeks ago, a former co-worker put me in touch with a commissioning editor who was looking for a monthly spiritual
column on her magazine’s website. After some discussions, we arrived at a
formula, I wrote my first piece, and it’s just gone live. I’m thrilled. I’m aware that it might not work out long-term...
but then again, it just might. Either way, I’m happy. Because as much as I wanted this opportunity and am
enjoying it, I didn’t *need* it.
That’s the best way I can sum up
non-attachment: wanting but not needing. It’s a pretty helpful strategy to keep
in mind. Except for when it comes to nachos, which I both want and need on the reg,
obviously.
