Stuck at first thought
Our group of fearless friends ventured into another escape room last Saturday. Being the first room at a new-for-us location, I eagerly anticipated some new twists on familiar puzzles and locks. The theme had our group split into two rooms. That meant co-operating given some clues and answers were in the other room.
The great flurry of puzzle solving continued until both rooms got stuck, even after hints. A blender on a table and the last lock we sprung freed up the blender’s top. My fellow escapees noticed a red button at the bottom of a blender. I kept looking for clues.
Next thing I know my fellow escapee plunged her hand into the blender. There was a loud whir, air blew, my eyeballs popped out of my head and my body was flooded with the most visceral slicing experience ever. The door to the room popped open. We were free! (Sort of.) Shortly afterwards, the door to the second room opened after a hand plunged into the middle of a spiked-tooth bear trap. THIS. IS. NOT. RIGHT. Goes against EVERYTHING your parents warned you about. Steer well clear of sharp objects, whirring blades and traps.
Still in disbelief over having to plunge one’s hand into a blender, I asked the gamemaster about the puzzle. He smiled and laughed. Of course it would have to be perfectly safe – think of the lawsuits otherwise. In order to get out of being stuck and trapped, a fundamental belief had to be blown apart. B.A.M.! More bewildering, the belief keeping me trapped was adopted from someone else, who to their credit, was trying to keep me safe. But I never stopped to question if that belief was mine, still held true, or applied in every single situation. A finer level of discernment was needed for who I am now and the situation at hand. Double B.A.M.!
If you’ve been feeling stuck and can’t find a way out, what belief might there be that needs a second look?
Roll not control
[TMI Warning] The New Guy had a crappy week – both figuratively and literally. Started with things coming out both ends, then just his back end. It was bad. Oral meds weren’t working so he spent 3 days at the vet attached to his new BFF, IV Pole. He’s finally pointed in the right direction, but there’s nothing firm that can be passed along.
For us, the days are filled with
hovering keeping a watchful eye, cleaning up and laundry. Someone asked if we were frustrated. Tired, yes. Frustrated, no. There’s nothing to do but wait. We’ve been to this rodeo before.
Hard as you try and as much as you like, sometimes you can’t make crap go away faster and you can’t get around it. The only way forward is straight through and dealing with the crap you’re dealt.
Is there any crap in your life right now that needs to run its course?
1 + 1 = 0
Cats have a weird sense of association. Hugh, for example, thinks chewing on cardboard boxes makes food appear. Because when breakfast or supper isn’t coming fast enough, he chews on a box. Then food appears. BAM! Chewing on cardboard = eating. New Guy thinks looking at him and talking at the same time means he’s going to the vet and he bolts under the couch.
Watching Hugh chew on cardboard for the gazillionth time had me wondering where I create meaning or associations where there aren’t any. How about every time I quadruple-guess or stop myself from doing things because it feels extroverted, I’m an introvert and introverts don’t do extroverted things.
Do you have associations where the math doesn’t add up?
Watch where you go
Giant size inflatable Halloween decorations have appeared on the front lawn of a house a few blocks away. I have to drive by them to go most places in town. (Including the vet.) Saturday running errands there was no other traffic as I passed the house. Figured I could slow down and sneak a longer look. They were pretty cool. Best to get eyes back on the road.
Yikes! I’m driving into the other (empty) lane! With a quick correction, the adrenaline stopped pumping. I chuckled when the driver’s ed tip popped to mind – “Where you look, you drive. Eyes forward.” Yup.
Funnily enough, the same holds true for the shiny objects, what if’s, other people’s visions, negative tapes, and fears to think of a few ways I’ve veered off course over the years.
Where has your attention been and what direction is that taking you?
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