I had a vision of a friend while I was meditating tonight. She was inside a front-loader washing machine being spun around in the murky grey water, somehow keeping her head up but getting sopping wet in the process. Eventually the cycle stopped and she climbed out. Then she stood for a moment, before walking to the next machine (there was a long line of them), getting in and starting the next cycle. It was a never-ending process.
The key to breaking the cycle was in the brief moment when she stood between one machine and the next. That was the moment when she could change things. But she didn’t stop long enough to hear the message the universe was sending her. She just kept going.
Sometimes we get so caught up in the hurly burly of our daily lives that we don’t allow ourselves the time to stop and ask, “Is this really what I want?” and “Should I be doing something differently?”
Our minds need a moment to become quiet and move to stillness to allow those answers to come. Yet we don’t stop long enough for that to happen. And so the cycle continues and we keep climbing into the washing machine.
It is always useful to give ourselves the time to stop, recalibrate and ask, “Am I on the right path for me?”
Then we have to wait for the answer.
Sometimes we’ll ask the question but all we’ll hear is a deafening silence. If this happens, the trick is to pause a little longer and allow time for the answer to turn up.
Sometimes it won’t appear so we’ll just shrug and jump back into the cycle again because we know how to do that and quite frankly, who has time for all that navel gazing anyway?
Do you know what I mean?
But these days I try to take a different approach.
Firstly, I give myself the time to be still. I allow my soul to help me know my path and allow the inspiration to come from within (trust me, the answers are always inside you).
[You might find that stillness while running, meditating or gardening. Do whatever works for you.]
Secondly, if the answer doesn’t come, that’s okay. I do my best to let it go but be open to the answer showing up. I ask the universe to show me the way. If I’m open to it, there will be signs. It could be as simple as someone making a random comment and a light bulb will go off in my head; a doorway will open and a vague possibility will suddenly seem attainable.
I believe we all have a choice about how we live our lives. And sure, you can stay in the washing machine cycle if you like.
But t prefer to avoid getting concussion in the spin cycle.