If it didn't have so much to do today, I'd consider cashing it in on this and calling today a "win." But as I'm wont to do, I used Yogi tea for the chai portion and, of course, have to consider the snapple-like wisp of wisdom on the little tea bag tab. In the old days, I had a bunch of those taped everywhere. Unlike Wendy the Snapple Lady, the Yogi tea wisdoms actually do make me think.
As I sipped on my beautiful, hand-spun latte (this sound so precious...it wasn't...I dunked a tea bag in a cup of coffee...still I was so proud I didn't spend $4) I reflected on:
If you let yourself be successful, you shall be successful.I was so ready to write this off. "Yeah, sure," I could hear my little snarly inner voice growl, "it sounds so easy." But the truth of it, I think, is that it might be that easy.
There's something very compelling to me personally about "the struggle." I do value work a lot, so a struggle is awesome because it makes the work visible. If I'm struggling to do something, I'm not giving up on it: I'm wrestling, sparring, climbing, trekking, slogging. There's effort there. And effort, in my book, is always noble. And I know I'm not alone there. Many, many of our everyday systems reward effort. That's the very foundation on which the idea of success, careers, the American Dream, and just any old meritocracy are based. It's Amurica.
If I go down even further, toward my own person and body in the success-driven place, I know I've internalized the idea of struggle as noble. I do crazy diets, I've gone on nutso fitness binges, and maybe even sometimes I've OD'd on the idea of a journey to happiness. (For a while I tried to be chipper. It was no good. I'm not built for that). If I'm walking away from something sweaty and out of breath, chances are I'm a happy camper.
When the belief that the only road to success is struggle to the point it becomes a paradigm for everything, the idea that you might be your own impediment to success can blow. your. mind. I just because I used the fashionable three-word-punctuated-to-sound-like-Oprah-talking shouldn't detract from how uncomfortable that is. When everything you've done in your life tells you struggle is right, the suggestion that, in fact, allowance can get you to the same ends sounds like complete anarchy.
The problem is, a quick review of the high level goals of my life tells me there could've been another way. I do believe in some things, the hard road is the right road: becoming compassionate (especially towards oneself), the road to tolerance (true empathy and not just the agreement that in public we'll say something because we'll look really bad if we say something else), love are all very hard. There will be challenge. But I guess the question is "Where is the line between challenge and struggle?" At what point does the effort begin to edge out the challenge as the focus?
Whenever I've been confronted with the idea of allowance and I allow myself to sit with it and truly contemplate it and imagine exactly what it would feel like in my skin, I become very humbled. In those moments, I can begin to see how my struggle has been perpetrated by me. In many cases, more than I'd like to admit, I myself have been the reason I couldn't find what I desired. I sabotaged, I threw up barriers, I caved in a moment of weakness, I was stubborn and/or stupid and/or not compassionate. All of these, of course, are born of fear.
So the idea that I hold the key to my success and that I've been the obstacle to that for myself creates so much guilt. In some senses, I've doomed myself to whatever fate I have that doesn't please me at the moment. On the other hand, the power I have to exact the changes I hope for myself is overwhelming. All I need, we need, to find the change we seek is to be able to honestly ask these questions of ourselves.
Do I want happiness? What does that look like? Do I want [insert your dream here]? What does that look like?
When those answers are simply "yes," our biggest challenge is to be brave on the path to that. There will always be challenge and the fruit of stepping up to that will always be worthwhile. But I'm coming to grips with the fact that struggle need not be necessary. Simply allowing may be just enough.