Each morning I began with a recommitment to exercising faith in God, but every time a cupcake walked by, it seemed that my beliefs went right out the window until I found myself lying in bed that night, physically, emotionally and spiritually miserable after exercising more faith in food than in God. It just didn’t seem to add up.
As I began to learn that my problem was not food…that my problem was actually spiritual, it all began to make sense. I started to recognize a series of limiting beliefs that I had bought into as a child. For example, the belief that I would always love others more than they would love me, or the belief that it was my job to make others happy. When I started to see that those limiting beliefs were conflicting with what I knew about God, my purpose here on the earth, and the way things really worked, I started to see how my thought and behaviors were also conflicting for so many years. Once I started aligning my beliefs with what I knew to be true, the internal conflict began to cease. My “system” started functioning better. I started finding more peace in my heart and mind, which affected my behaviors, and the results of that system started to improve accordingly. If your system is getting results you don’t particularly like, it’s time to examine the system thoroughly to discover where the bugs are. Sometimes, a professional with training and experience can help us find and fix those glitches faster than we are able to on our own. However you go about it, when the results are not what you want, it's time to take pieces apart the systems we have relied upon for our entire lives and figure out what it is about that system that is creating the results we are getting. It's time to throw out the old and broken pieces and replace them with the parts that function properly and in harmony with the rest of the machine. In short, it’s time to fix the system.
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The Fight Bred Out of Them...
Everyone in the family took turns gathering the eggs, from Ken to the youngest child. It was an easy job: Walk outside. Lift the hatch. Pick up eggs. Done. So I never could quite understand why every time we went out of town, my mother would make a big point of announcing that she would watch the dog, but was NOT about to gather our eggs.
Finally, after some investigating, I learned that she had grown up with chickens back in the 40s, and gathering eggs had been more of a war game than a chore. Protective hens sat on their eggs and defended them from intruders, and she was the intruder. They pecked and scratched and made gathering eggs a terrifying experience for many a grown-up, let alone a little girl. I wondered why our chickens didn’t fight to protect their eggs like my mother’s chickens had. Our chickens didn’t even stick around to keep their eggs warm most of the time. And if one did happen to decide it was time to play house, that was easily cured with some ice water on her backside. When my husband asked a local farmer about this, we learned that as the egg farming industry has grown, the instinct to fight and protect their eggs has actually been bred out of chickens to make the egg gathering easier. As a chicken owner, I was grateful, though Mom still wouldn’t be caught dead near our chicken coop. But I had to wonder…how much is this like us? Often, when we are young, we have lots of big dreams…loads of determination…a large store of "fight" in us. But through the years as our dreams are met with obstacles and our determination is faced with disappointment, we seem to have had the fight bred out of us. Our faith has been replaced with fear. But we are not chickens. We can determine our own destiny. It is never too late to keep fighting for our dreams. Each day is a new day, and I have learned that fears can actually be transformed into the faith we need to keep moving toward our goals! I have no desire to put the fight back in the chickens. But I do have a passion for putting the fight back in you. Let’s get back on the nest, look life square in the eyes, and dare the world to just try to take our dreams from us again. |
AuthorAfter decades of my life being centered around food, I finally started to realize that I did not have a food management problem. In all actuality, I had an emotion management problem. - Becky Ivory Archives (August 2018-Present)
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