Ballooning on day 50 of 50!

A few years ago - oh, probably about 5 or 6(!), I wrote the following little story. Ever since then Claire, Susan and I have given each other balloons as gifts at any opportunity we possibly can. We are quite literally ballon seekers. 

For as long as I can remember, I have said to them both 'I want to write and inspire others'. They have continually told me that I have nothing to fear and they have waited patiently for me to actually get my ass in gear and find a way to write outwith my private diaries. 

My lovely balloons, on Day 50 it seems so apt to share our wee story and say 'I did it'! 50 blogs and I have no intention of stopping now. Thank you both, I love you so dearly xx 

ANCHORS OR BALLOONS

Every month or so myself and two friends, Susan and Claire, get together for a bite to eat and some chat. We have all known each other for over 20 years but we still come away from these get-togethers with a greater understanding of each other, and ourselves. Sometimes we put the world to right, sometimes we put ourselves to right and sometimes we just have a giggle. Usually one of us (at least!) has some kind of 'self enquiry' which the other two will listen and respond to. We seem to know instinctively what is needed. When it's sympathy and soothing words, then they are said. When it's straight talking that's needed, then that is what's delivered. We know the deal and we have an implicit trust in each other which is probably why it works so well!

We met up last Sunday and had such a great evening! We talked about everything from sparkly stationery to pensions and we discussed our ambitions, our fears, and our successes. We 'seal clapped' with excitement and joy regularly.  When we left we had big smiles on our faces, felt we could achieve anything and that we are pretty damn good! Two days later I still have a smile on my face!

Claire and Susan are two balloons in my life. They lift me up when I need it and they lift me even higher when I'm soaring. Just being in their presence creates lift in me. My alignment lengthens, I hold my head up higher and my heart lifts.

Unfortunately not everyone is a balloon. 

Life also contains anchors. Anchors will weigh you down as you try to grow. They will talk you out of doing something you want to do. They will point out all the reasons why not to - even though there are far more reasons why to! They will question your ability rather than applauding your bravery at trying.

Anchors are scared. They are scared that your success will highlight their own inadequacies. By keeping you where you are, all is safe for them. You will usually find that what anchors want most in their life is the very thing that you are trying to achieve. By sabotaging your attempts they are confirming to themselves that it is not possible and so they can stay in their own comfort zone. Do you really want to be someone else's proof of impossibility? Or do you want to be someone else's inspiration showing that anything is possible?
Being in the presence of anchors drags you down. Everything feels heavy, and your posture sinks. 

Do not fear anchors. They are just there to test us, so that we can ask OURSELVES if we are on the right path. But do not get comfortable in the presence of anchors. Release their hold, seek out balloons and then you will truly soar, flying as you are meant to fly. 

Til... Well, sometime next week :-)) 

CT :-) xx