Archive for May, 2011

Most of us can easily become caught up in life’s busyiness and feel overwhelmed with all of the demands and projects that come our way. I was in just such a mind set a short time ago, feeling frustrated, incompetent, and inadequate. I came to work seething with evil thoughts and mad as a hornet at my Angels who keep piling on the expectations, without any visible aid or encouragement on their part. They don’t have to live here on this forsaken planet. All they have to do is give us orders, while they watch us struggle to carry them out, because they have no concept of how difficult life can be. I was ripped.

Grumbling discontentedly to myself, with a huge dose of self-pity, I happened to overhear part of a conversation in the corner. One of my co-workers, J, was expounding on his favorite subject: doing things little by little. As I heard the words “little by little”, I could feel my left ear “grow” toward the sound of his voice, which is certain indication that what he was saying was a message from Heaven. Stopping, then, to listen, I felt both of my ears perk up. Both ears involved has never before happened to me, confirming further that our Angels had a special message for us, which they were relaying through J. He was speaking the words that they were putting in his mouth, words which would help us in some way. Turning my full attention to his words, I eaves-dropped on his conversation.

J was explaining that most people get overwhelmed with their lives, with all of the things expected of them. Instead of tackling any project, they just give up. They vegetate in front of the tube, or escape in some other way, convinced that they do not have what it takes to get ahead.

“What people don’t understand is that they don’t have to do a project all at once. Just do a little every day and pretty soon, the thing is done.” J said that everyone has the same 24 hours in day, but it’s all in how you use those precious 24 hours.

Inspired by those words, and understanding their full significance both for me and for you, I went home after work and began picking away at a seemingly huge project. I finished it in about a week, working a few minutes each day. What had seemed like climbing Mt. Everest, translating 28 pages of esoteric Hungarian into idiomatic American English, was done in less time than I could have imagined. Amazing. As I was tackling this project little by little and was so excited to see it nearing completion, I called one of my friends to share my joy with her. Listening to me rhapsodize, she remembered a friend who has developed the habit of tackling a project little by little. His advice was not to look at the whole, huge project, but to tackle the edges, little by little. His motto you have read above, “Inch by inch, life’s a cinch”. Small steps, consistently maintained and with persistence, result in finished projects in an amazingly short period of time.

Your Angels have addressed this subject previously through several posts (Archives). Recommended reading is Robert Maurer’s little book, One Small Step Can Change Your Life. So why must we keep re-inventing the wheel? Is it perhaps because we’re all too human and can so easily lose touch with the larger picture when the going gets tough? Especially when life seems especially tough, we can remember to work smart so that inch by inch, life becomes a cinch.

Some of my persistence in listening to Angels is truly beginning to pay off in earthly terms. A few weeks ago, I had arranged for workers to come to re-do my patio and paint the side of my house. I would finance this endeavor through a line of credit with my bank. As I awoke on a Monday morning, I had the distinct message in my head, “call the bank and make certain that the line of credit is open so that you won’t bounce any checks”. This message was loud, clear, distinct, and totally without ambiguity. There was no “feeling”, no sense of a push in a direction, just a loud, clear message. My intention was to comply. Then, my reason talked me out of it, saying that even if I called the bank, why would they give me any such information over the telephone? Instead, I would drive to the bank in person the very next day and ascertain the status of my line of credit.

The next day came and so did the message, just as loudly, clearly, and distinctly as the day before. This time, I didn’t listen to my reason. I called the bank to find that, indeed, the line of credit had been mistakenly closed when I refinanced my mortgage. So, if I had written checks on this credit line, they would have been returned as “insufficient funds”—actually, there would have been no funds, just as the initial message had warned me.

Crunch time. I had workers who needed to be paid and I was without funds until a new line of credit could be opened, a process that could take up to a month, or more. The same Force that had been with me in warning me to call the bank, now was with me in setting in motion the steps for initiating a new line of credit. Calling a loan officer in a panic, I was sitting in her office within 1/2 hour, signing application papers. The loan was approved two days later. Not counting the week for the lawyer’s vacation, the final papers were before me within four days of the approval. Not in any of my former experiences has a process of this magnitude been finalized in so short a time period. The effort everyone expended to assure me this line of credit in the fastest time possible was so amazing that I could only shake my head and marvel.

Obviously, this entire little drama had been meant to occur, along with everyone’s cooperation. At every step I could hear the Angels’ directions, see their hand, and feel the beat of their wings, as they orchestrated each person’s role and behavior. While each of us in the drama had a part to play, it was our choice whether to expedite the process or to retard it. It was also our choice in how we would play our parts: choosing anger or choosing gratitude. Thankfully, each of us chose to behave graciously. Even the workers waited patiently while this entire process unfolded.

To this day, the purpose of this entire episode escapes me, even as I understand that it needed to occur. I am only thankful that, each and every day, I practice listening to my Angels. Perhaps that is why this message was so beautifully clear and in such beautiful English, totally without ambiguity. Your Angels encourage you, too, to continue practicing listening to your intuition, no matter how small and inconsequential the thoughts may seem. It’s all practice for your very own crunch time. ­čÖé