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A meeting with Fear – what happens when you change your thoughts

I’ve been learning to think new thoughts.

I believe that what you think is reflected in the world around you, but I don’t reckon it matters if that’s true or not.  I reckon what you think controls the way you see the world around you and affects what you do or do not allow yourself to achieve – which basically adds up to the same thing.

So I started to look at what’s going on in my life and started to question what I am thinking for me to see the world as I do.  Then I chose to think new some new thoughts:

  •  I am enough (already – right now!)
  • My ideas count
  • My happiness is important
  • I can have it all

And sometimes these thoughts seem to set me free.  Continue reading

Choose the journey – how victimhood can ruin your life

Yesterday I was fortunate enough to join thousands of others in support of their national rugby team.  A nation passionate about the sport  proudly supported its players 100%, and the atmosphere in the stadium was electrifying.

 When the team finished 1 point short, however, the fans looked around for someone to blame.

 The referee, apparently, cost us the game.   Fans walked out of the stadium defeated and unhappy, and Facebook was filled with bitter and angry comments expressing outrage and disgust.   This reaction, I think, points to a victim mentality that does a fine team a great injustice.

 But what does this have to do with you?

 Well, I’m not actually a great follower of sport and I’m taking my life into my hands commenting on something so heartfelt and personal as the national team, but I’m interested in the choices we make moment by moment that either help us expand our lives, or keep us small, angry and afraid.  Continue reading

Commit, and see where it takes you (or self acceptance part 2)

Just over a week ago, I confidently began a series of posts on Self-acceptance.  Or so I thought.  In future, I shall refrain from writing ‘part 1’ in the title of any blog post – it’s the kiss of death.

 Well, not exactly, but my inner commitment-phobic instantly came to the fore and demanded that my attention be drawn in any direction other than part 2.  I dallied, faffed, distracted and diverted. I found whole new things to write about, or didn’t write at all, rushing to ‘important’ tasks about the house. 

 The worst effect of this avoidance was a growing sense of defeat, stuckness, and disappointment in myself. 

 So why not just do it?

 Well, this evening I read a short and poignant post from Danielle LaPorte that talks about a simple phrase – Thank you, I won’t let you down.  Danielle says, “when someone believes in you, you are honor bound to go for it”

 The post is intended to be inspiring, encouraging, inviting.  Instead, something inside me put on the brakes.

 Then I knew:

 Despite leaps and bounds of personal progress this summer, there’s still that bit inside me that is very, very afraid of not being able to live up to my promises. Continue reading

Don’t scratch it!

Our garden is home to something that loves to bite ankles.  I’m pottering around minding my own business when suddenly there’s a big red bump and a raging itch that demands to be attended to.  Scratching, however, is absolutely fatal: that moment of blissful relief is quickly replaced by an even more demanding itch which, when scratched, just spreads and asks for more. 

I can make one of these bites last for absolutely days when I do this.

In one of those strange synchronistic moments, when I’m having a self-imposed email/facebook/work holiday and general laptop veto for 24 hours, I get one of these bites and grudgingly acknowledge the similarities.  Oh well, I thought, I’ll veto scratching too. 

Ignoring the itch was surprisingly easy.  It’s a decision, that’s all.  Sometimes its demands were louder, but I’d made my decision and stuck to it.  Ta-daaa!

If only it were so easy with Facebook, email checking, excessive work or any of those other little ingrained habits we know full well to be counterproductive! But they seem so harmless.  The spreading (the ‘oh I’d better just check my email while I’m here’ or ‘this link looks important’ moments) and the negative effects of these habits are just not as obvious as a great big red bump on the ankle. 

Let’s call them mental itches. To highlight the process, I’ll relay a conversation I had with myself this morning:

I’m not going to go on Facebook ‘til I’ve finished this blog post on itches.

Oh, what’s that word?  I really need that word!  I know which book it was in but I don’t have it.  I know; I’ll look online!

But I won’t look at Facebook because I’ve ignored that itch and now I’m superwoman.

Great, there’s the word.  Oh, I’ve just typed in the Facebook URL.  But I won’t check it.  Oh, it’ll only take 5 minutes.  I’ll just update my Coaching page, then I’ll go. 

Oo, 5 updates and a message! 

Etc.  And in the background is the little voice that says, ‘Don’t do it!  You’re wasting your time.  It’s pointless.  You’re just procrastinating.  God, you’re so weak.  You’re hopeless.  You’ll never achieve anything.’  And there’s the big red bump – the hurt that scratching the mental itches produces.  Once you know you’re doing it, you start to hate yourself.

People come to coaching with a desire to change something, and they do!  On the way, however, they have to own up to a few habits or beliefs which are reassuringly familiar, but do them no good whatsoever.  The good news is that awareness is the first step towards letting it go. 

So here I offer you Meg Ward’s 5-step guide to itch-removal:

  • Know it’s there.  Understand the consequences of adhering to its demands.
  • Realise there’s a choice.  Choose.
  • Hear all the reasons why you chose wrongly.  Think of the consequences.  Choose again.
  • If you give in, don’t hate yourself.  Know where you went wrong so it won’t catch you again.  Choose again.
  • See all the reasons why your choice is good.  Keep choosing.

It’s a process.  Of course, choose not to scratch it, but that doesn’t mean it will instantly disappear.  One day, however, you’ll find it no longer plays on your mind and that your mind is otherwise occupied and very happy, thank you very much.

 Post inspired by Bindu Wiles’ ‘The Shed Project’, which launched this week.

Whose Life is it Anyway?

There’s a general propensity amongst women to put the needs of others before their own.  (Guys, if you feel you’re being hard done by here then do let me know, but this is certainly easier to spot amongst women)

 Where do we get the idea that we have to provide for every need and expectation others may throw at us?  That little voice that keeps us in check tells us that we’re useless if we can’t conjure up a fancy dress costume in 5 minutes flat, that we’re selfish for wanting some (just some!) of our time to be for ourselves, that we’re lazy if we haven’t made meals for everyone after a day at work… and that’s just the stereotypes, but we’ve all got these little voices in one form or another.  If you don’t cook dinner but have a glowing career and a supportive, caring house-husband instead, then it’s guaranteed you’ll be making yourself feel bad about that instead.  And the voice that tells us to expect less from life – where does that come from?? 

 Actually, now I come to think of it, blokes have the same facility to expect far more from themselves than is humanly possible.  I realise this as my fella comes in from backbreaking work building stone walls in the back garden, only really annoyed with himself that he hasn’t landscaped the whole garden by now.  Single-handedly.  With no digger. 

 Whose life are you living anyway?  What right have others got to expect you to give up your life- and your personality- in the name of pleasing them?  My suspicion is they don’t anyway.  I suspect they love you as you are but you’ve got unrealistic expectations of yourself.     I would lay bets that you’ve made these decisions at an early age based on the behaviours of those around us.   Or on a careless comment made in haste or anger a long time ago, which we took to heart and nurtured until we forgot it wasn’t really us.

 Girls (and boys), I want you to start hearing those voices.  And questioning them!   Try contradicting them.  You could even make some new voices.  Tell yourself you’re amazing, strong, caring, loving, supportive, you do your best, you’re good enough.  Whatever works.  Try a couple out.  You’ll know instantly which is right.  You’ll probably start crying.  I did.

 Then comes the hard part.  The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari, a sycophantic fable which (annoyingly) actually makes some very good points, tells us that it takes 21 days to form a new habit… and break an old one.  28 days until it starts to feel weird if we haven’t done it.  Vigilance and determination are the key.  Listen to those voices and when they tell you you’re selfish, lazy, hopeless (insert word here), fight back with your own version.  Louder, clearer.  You don’t have to believe it right now – you’re brainwashing yourself to love yourself.  Just do it every time – EVERY time – you catch those voices at it.

 You could even get creative – write post it notes to yourself (I use the Sticky Notes on my laptop), send yourself messages, whatever works.  You’ll stop noticing them after a bit, but subliminal messages are a powerful thing.  And treat yourself.  Reclaim your life.  It’s yours after all.

 (Thanks to Fiona Harrold for the thoughts.  I’ve done it.  It works!)

500 a day

New goal: to write 500 words a day. Every day. As suggested by Mike Tekula in ‘How to Dispatch your Internal Saboteur’. A great article pointing out our best worst enemy is inside us and we have to be the only species in the world that has to trick itself into acting in it’s own best interest!

How true. As already revealed, the technical wizardry involved in building a basic website (hats off to you guys who do it for a living. If you do it well, I now understand you’re worth every penny. It’s a world I have no intention of delving in too deeply!) has proved a wonderful distraction from the job in hand, i.e. coaching and writing. Of course there’s also a man who wishes I was helping him, a messy kitchen and a stupidly large house in need of renovation. And, worse than any of that, the piles of paper that need sorting out and filing in a way that they might actually be found again when required!

There are always too many things to do. Something will always have to go on the back burner. It’s a case of prioritising. Not to prioritise is to procrastinate. I know that now. I now have to generate the will power, focus and determination to do something about it.

Noreen Blanulet, ‘The Queen of Amazing Possibilities’ recently returned jubilant from a conference for Women entrepreneurs, reporting the importance of having a business mentor and social and emotional support networks. I’d say, have a life coach too. Someone who’s job it is to keep you on track, highlight your procrastination, hold it up to the bold light of day and watch it shrivel in the glare of scrutiny. A good coach won’t be telling you what to do, and should be aiming to send you off on your merry way after a number of sessions, newly refreshed and free from burdensome bad habits.

Well, if not free from them, aware of them lurking there and ready to catch them before they cause any real and lasting damage.

Oops, there’s one! There I was in free flow when suddenly I stop and check the word count, re-read what I’ve said, add a few underlines to remind me of links I’d like to create and Wham! What else should I write about? How can I pad this out another 150 words? Stopped by my own self who obviously felt I was doing far too well.

It is soooo easy to trick ourselves into stopping and unbelievably simple to lose that thread and free flow of ideas and creativity which spurs us on to take risks and aspire to greatness. It’s such a balanced, happy place – can we really be so determined to limit our potential in the name of safety? Apparently we are, which is a sad state of affairs.

I’d like to ask each and every one of you to catch your internal saboteur at work today. Just once – spot a habit that’s holding you back, pick it up by the scruff of the neck and chuck it out. It may be back tomorrow, but just for today you’ll be that little bit lighter.