Today is the thirteenth day of Kat McNally’s August Moon. I have participated in her Reverb projects in December as well as her April Moon offerings, so it was a no brainer for me sign up for August Moon again this year. it comes at just the right time for me, I believe. There is a lot swirling around in my head and heart these days, and I’m looking forward to using the opportunity that August Moon gives me to work through those things that are rattling around inside of me.
Today Kat gives us the following:
What are the stories that limit you?
I invite you to consider this in the context of the best way to nourish your soul and your heart’s true desires. Could it be that your stories are just that? What if they were not immutable truth, set in stone for all eternity? What would it be like if they actually changed, maybe even disappeared?
If you’re stuck on how to explore this, I highly recommend the work of Byron Katie. Her book Loving What Is, is simply astonishing (I mean, how good is the title alone?). She shows how just four simple questions can turn your world upside down. And my favourite one is this:
Who would you be without that story?
This is perhaps the easiest one to initially answer. The story that limits me is that I’m not good enough. I am a child of poverty. A child of mental illness. A child of abuse. And on top of all of that – I am a girl.
There is no possible way that I can do or be all of these amazing things that my soul whispers. Don’t I know who I am? Where I’ve come from?
That is the long and the short of it.
I’m sure that there are other stories in there as well, but I think that if we trace them all back, if we untangle them, they all lead back to this same point – I am not good enough and will never be good enough so why even bother?
As for who I am without that story, I’m the one who writes that piece, submits it somewhere. The one who takes the photo that she sees as she carries her camera around. Maybe I walked a different path rather than becoming a teacher (it was the safe choice, and while I had some other dreams at the time, I didn’t think I could do it. Couldn’t see much beyond the there and now), but that part becomes less clear to me because teaching is clouded so much by how much I dislike the current educational climate in the US. I wouldn’t be so afraid. I think I do really well at not letting my fear control my life, but it’s a constant presence in my life. I’d bring the awesome because why not?
What about you? Who are you without that limiting story you tell yourself?