“Always focus on how far youve come, rather than how far you have actually left to go.” ~ Unknown.
I recently checked out Glennon Doyles Untamed, and like numerous who have read it, I felt as if it had changed my life– however not because it made me think about all the things I was capable of (as was the case with much of pals who read it), but since it made me realize how capable I had already been.
The book on the whole is motivating and stunning, but the part that stuck with me the most was the story about Tabitha, a gorgeous cheetah that Glennon and her kids saw at a safari park and a lab named Minnie that had actually been raised together with Tabitha, as her friend, to assist tame Tabitha.
Glennon enjoyed as Minnie ran out of her cage and chased a dirt pink bunny that was tied to a jeep. Soon after, Tabitha, who had been viewing Minnie, lacked her cage and chased after the “dirty pink bunny” much like her friend had simply done.
Born as a spectacular, wild beast, Tabitha had actually lost her wild by being caged. She had forgotten her own power, her own strength, her own identity, and had become tamed by watching her friend. However remnants of Tabithas inner wild returned to life when she left the pink bunny towards the boundary of the fence that was keeping her caged in. The closer she was to the boundary, the more royal and intense Tabitha became.
Glennon insightfully notes in the book that if a wild animal like a “cheetah can be tamed to forget her wild, definitely a woman can too.” Whichs when I wondered, had I also forgotten my own inner wild? Was I spending my time trapped inside a cage when I could be pacing the boundary rather?
I beat myself up over that story for days while frantically trying to consider how I might break free of my metaphorical cage so I might discover my method to the seemingly elusive border that others appeared to have actually easily discovered and were already pacing.
I questioned why I hadnt worked harder, pushed even more, and done more to produce the life I really wanted, especially when it ended up being painfully clear that the one I was living didnt fit that description. When it unexpectedly hit me, and thats. Like a lots of bricks falling on me out of no place:.
I didnt need to make my way to the perimeter. I was currently there. Reality be informed, I had been there for most of my life, and it was so familiar to me that I didnt even discover it anymore.
As I sat there in the middle of this comprehension, I reflected on my life and suddenly the steps to the boundary all appeared to fall in location.
When I fell in a bucket of boiling water at 2 years old and put aside my own discomfort to comfort my mother who had broken down at the sight of my burned body, I took an action towards the perimeter.
When I moved to America at the age of seven and couldnt comprehend the language and was instantly identified as “dumb” however kept going anyhow, refusing to let them specify who I was, I took another action towards that border.
When I watched my younger sibling die of an incurable illness and kept her light alive within me by recognizing the charm of her life and not just the distress of her death, I moved closer to the border.
When I stated no to ending up being a teacher or a doctor– a abstruse and disgraceful choice for ladies of my culture throughout those times– I took another action towards the perimeter.
When I refused an organized marital relationship, once again disgracing my household while doing so, the boundary was directly in my sight.
By the time I took off for law school (much to my moms and dads continuing discouragement), the perimeter and I were almost face to face.
For a while I remained at the boundary, silently stalking my surroundings with the same pride and inner fierceness as the cheetah who motivated these ramblings. But I now recognize I was never meant to stay at the border– I was constantly indicated to go beyond it.
That inner restlessness that simply wouldnt go away, that indescribable lack of fulfillment and the hollow feeling in the pit of my stomach … those were all signs that I was all set to move beyond the perimeter. I was ready to uncage more than simply myself– I was prepared to uncage my soul.
Thats why I was repeatedly drawn back to certain people, programs, and even books. I was all set to free myself of all limitations and for that matter, all borders.
It has likewise been gratifying, deeply recovery, and transformative at the exact same time. And maybe most importantly of all, it has actually enabled me to understand that in one way or another, we are all here to break complimentary of the cages that have framed most of us for the majority of our life.
Some cages are enforced upon us by the ideas and ideas of those around us, and other times we put ourselves into them, willingly. We can prevent discomfort, pain, suffering, change, growth, and our own rebirth.
In some cases they can even be handy, however other times they not do anything but hold us back. The steel cages frequently tell us who to be, where to live, what we “should” provide for a living, how to act, and even who to do not like or like.
Frequently, the cages can be found in different colors, shapes, and sizes. Some are made from gold and filled with pricey toys and bribes to keep us from going beyond them. Their attraction is just too tough to withstand for some people, even though they are frequently accompanied by gold shackles.
Others are sparkly and filled with all that flashes. The shine is so intense that their residents dont even know theyre in a cage. Theyre so focused with the glitter that they invest their whole lives restricted inside and never ever even understand theyre no freer than the people theyve been looking down on as being “trapped.”.
And of course, there are some who live in small, dark, and drab cages that they frantically want to get away however dare not attempt to since theyre so convinced that its much safer, simpler, and more comfortable to simply stay.
Those are the individuals that are so scared of their own power and the taste of real liberty that they most likely would not leave even if the cage door was opened for them.
And then there are the brave. Those that are really brave and have no desire to be restricted by any cage or any limits. Those are the individuals who will do whatever it requires to break the cage so they can set themselves and all of mankind totally free.
Those are individuals who are strolling beyond the border and have uncaged far more than their physical body– they have uncaged their extremely soul, and in addition to it, the numerous life times of memories, wisdom, and truth it holds within.
Those are individuals I wish to run with. Those are the individuals I desire to call my people. Those are the people that, when I satisfy them, Ill know I have found my home.
About Afsheen ShahAfsheen Shah is a qualified life coach and spiritual mentor who empowers females to regain their dreams and attain long lasting satisfaction through a mix of frame of mind and way of life modifications which are developed to straighten their physical, spiritual and emotional well-being. Her objective is to assist females reconnect with their heart so they can shine their special light into the world and truly embody their inner power.
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Residues of Tabithas inner wild came back to life when she walked away from the pink bunny toward the boundary of the fence that was keeping her caged in. The closer she was to the boundary, the more intense and royal Tabitha became.
Was I spending my time trapped inside a cage when I could be pacing the boundary instead?
I didnt need to make my way to the boundary. That inner restlessness that just wouldnt go away, that inexpressible absence of fulfillment and the hollow sensation in the pit of my stomach … those were all signs that I was ready to move beyond the perimeter.