I am not sure what stirred it up or cleared the muddy water so that is was visible, perhaps it was the insightful hypnosis session I had on Wednesday which gathered it from my subconscious and drove it slowly over to my conscious mind, I'm not sure. I know where the thought originated though, it was planted by a wonderful teacher whose class I am taking right now. In her class we are exploring Personal Path, the journey beyond personal foundation. This Personal Path represents a level of living which can only be accomplished completely when we have gotten clear of the past, satisfied our unmet needs in healthy ways and uncovered and began to orient our lives around who we truly are. At the beginning of the class the teacher asked us all to revisit the personal foundation program and to see where we might need to tighten it up before we began. I snorted in frustration and when prompted shared that I had been doing it for three years and still had not completed it. Others in the class sympathized and we were told that personal foundation was a spiral and a life long process. This information did not appease me though. When I first found the personal foundation program I dived into it feet first and ran all through it lesson after lesson like a kid in a candy store. I picked up a tootsie roll, ran over to the bon-bons, sucked on some sherbet and chewed on some liquorice. That tactic left me with none of the lessons finished. Every time I start I never finish and as I continued to share this with the class the teacher inquired if "there was a little perfectionism going on here". I stopped dead in my tracks, perfectionism, no, then I gave it a second thought and have been chewing on it ever since, for almost three weeks in fact until 12 midnight last night.
That is when the penny dropped. My definition of perfectionism had caused the cloudiness but over the last few weeks I suppose my subconscious had been working at the lock slowly until it burst open last night. For me perfectionism meant, to be perfect, to have everything in order, almost O.C. D. What I now realize is that perfectionism is a lot like creativity. It is about a busy and creative mind over complicating things. I then stepped back and saw all the places I have and am doing this, which are making it impossible for me to move forward. Nothing is simple with me, but it is not because I want it to be perfect, well at least that is not the way I saw it in the past, it is because I have such BIG plans. I cannot possibly perform such BIG plans all at once. You might compare this to doing too much, an aha moment I had a few years ago, but there is most definitely a destinction between the two. The bigness and creativity behind every idea I have, sets me up from the beginning to fail. It is the seed behind the "doing too much" it is the force that puts it in motion.
As I realized all this excitedly and reflect on all the BIG things I was currently undertaking I saw the solution, I saw that simplicity was the answer. At that moment I once again saw my present as perfect, I realized the more than four glass of wine mind torture had been a necessary tool in unlocking this mystery and I saw from another side, the zen of red wine.
