Do you Believe?
Sitting here in the wee hours of the morning noticing that I’ve actually been up for some time pondering over the thought of old Christmas movies and the many metaphors which are in each and every one of them. Great old movies with the messages ringing loud and clear to be a “good girl” and so on.
Last night I watched a newer version of the Miracle on 34th Street. Love this old movie and it made me smile. Also loved the fact that there’s lots of ‘wake up’ calls in there as well.
Do you believe? Well when we’re small children we do and it’s the same people (my perception totally) that teach us to believe in the outrageous and absolutely incredible things are the same people that teach us to not believe in them as we get older. What a shame.
I’m always sharing with clients and friends how truly magnificent they are and they look at me and smile and say thanks. To be honest there maybe a bit of appreciation in there but for the most part I wonder if they think…she’s just saying that cause she’s a coach. The answer to that is no. I say it because I know it to be the truth of my experience. Something I also share with others is this.
When we’re 2 or 3, we know we’re magnificent until someone comes along and teaches us that we’re being ridiculous. Some of those people taught us to believe in Santa and now they’re telling us something different. When you’re a child you clearly know that ’simply anything can be’. There is no limiting the beliefs that you hold true. I remember watching out the living room window when I was little because I was sure that I may just be able to get a glimpse of Santa flying with his reindeers in the sky. Somewhere along the way however, I stopped believing in things that really got me excited or lit me up from the inside out. I’m not saying that we still need to believe in Santa or flying reindeers however believing in something rather than nothing would be a good start don’t you think?
I sit here at the age of 43 with new beliefs that others can’t comprehend and I wonder…When did others stop believing that incredible things could happen in life? I can’t even be sure for myself when I stopped believing however one day I woke up and I knew what I no longer believed in and let me tell you that it was a really great place to start.
My life defies logic in so many ways and I share this with others because it doesn’t even make sense to me sometimes and yet it always makes me smile and I just smile and keep going. Things don’t need to make sense to me like they used because I know that ‘miracles’ can happen when you just believe. Believe in yourself and all things can become a reality in spite of what others may believe.
I remember last year when my daughter asked me just after Christmas if I was Santa Clause. Hmmmm, as I sat there pondering what to say. I came out with a simple Ho – Ho – Ho! At first she laughed and then she left the room. I felt tears welling up in my eyes as I know that it was the beginning of changes for her. Maybe that’s when we stop believing. However, I went into her room and cuddled with her and we had a chat. Although she was pretty sure that I was ‘Santa’ she so wanted to believe that I wasn’t. She said that I no longer had to buy a Christmas gift from Santa for her anymore or even do a sock. I remember looking at her and smiling and saying to her, “Wait a minute. Just because you no longer believe - it doesn’t mean that I don’t.” She looked at me kind of confused and I smiled and continued to speak. “There’s something magical that happens and for all intent and purpose, when I go looking for something unique and unimaginable…I become Santa.” I still believe in the unimaginable and I won’t stop believing it for myself just because you have.
Do I believe I’m Santa? Maybe I do and as I sit here I smile. I believe that I’m many things and there’s no one outside of me that is going to allow me to believe different. I believe in what ‘adults’ may believe is ‘impossible’ or ‘unimaginable’ and yet…I Still Believe.
The question is…
Do you Believe?
As I continue to see clients, create programs, gather magnificent people together and witness human evolution in the most incredible sense…well I smile as I reflect upon the most incredible things that I’ve witnessed and it’s pretty hard for me not to believe.
So do you have to believe in Santa? Do you have to believe that you’re Santa? The only suggestion that I’ll offer is to start by simply believing in yourSelf and to know what you knew when you were 2 or 3. That you’re magnificent and that you can believe in whatever it is that you want to and make it your reality…in spite of other’s beliefs. So again I ask you and I ask you differently because you’re standing in a different place…
Do you Believe?
Letting Go of the Past and…Growing Forward
Amy
Is it not amazing how many adults (or people) in general will burst (or do we as adults let them burst) our bubble with a simple little word like “ridiculous”. What makes a person ridiculous? Is it because “we” are unable to see what another sees? Is it because we refuse to try and see what another sees? Can we all see what another sees? Should a person be “ridiculous” because we cannot see or understand what they see, understand and speak?
Open your minds and heart and just maybe you will become one of the “ridiculous” too! Oh, what a feeling!
And yes, “I do believe”! Why not!
I believe:) If you don’t choose your beliefs…someone else will! and chances are they wont serve you..cause you didn’t pick the one thats right for you right now!
This one gave me some major tingles amy
thanks for sharing it:)
Your writing is vibrating differently in me lately:)
I believe that who I am IS enoughand as I allow this to fill my body I feel deep appreciation for all those in my life.
This afternoon I am “surfing” and there is no coincidence that I found mySelf reading this blog. For me, I believe there are “miracles” that happen in my everyday life and only if I choose so. Hmm, yet allowing that neo second, the “dream” to not come to reality, does keep me within that logical, perfectly square box. I guess Amy, these past few years have allowed me to again believe in “SANTA CLAUS”!!!
Maybe this is a metaphor for me, to pay attention to in 2009!
Huge hug,
Marie