Whenever my panties are in a bunch, it’s because one of my expectations hasn’t been met. When I believe that something “should” happen, I have an expectation. I expect my alarm to go off at 6:30 am. I expect to walk my dog between 6:45-7:15. I expect my internet to work. I expect my juicer to work. Expectations are part of my everyday life.
When something doesn’t meet my expectations: my internet being down for instance, the amount of my upset is in direct correlation with how attached I am to that event happening. I may respond differently if it happens 5 minutes prior to a zoom appointment or 2 hours. When I take a moment and connect with Spirit, my upset dissipates rather quickly. When I hold onto the worry and try to figure it out on my own, the upset grows and my panties bunch up even more.
Expectations and how I respond to them can pave the way towards heaven or hell.
Last week, my electricity, including my internet, went out 15 minutes before a session with a client. That client had booked a Zoom Session. I had another one scheduled right after that. There was a time in my life that I would’ve FREAKED out. Last week, I stopped, put my hand on my heart, took a few breaths, tuned in, and knew what to do. I sent a text to both of my clients, explained what had happened and gave them the option to do a phone reading or reschedule if the power was still out. Both agreed to phone sessions as a plan b option. One ended up being a phone session and my power was restored before the other. The bottom line was that, what happened, happened. It was my response to it that supported my feeling of peace (heaven) rather than freak out (hell).
The only person that an expectation makes miserable, is the one that has it. In this case that would be me.
Anytime something doesn’t “go according to plan”, my reaction to it will determine how I feel. It will also show me how attached I was to the outcome. If I roll with it, it was not an expectation that mattered very much. If I get temporarily frustrated and then move on, I had an expectation that I was able to release. If I can’t let it go and my panties are in a bunch, I was really attached to the outcome.
The beauty of that is that I can choose to connect with Spirit at any point and shift it.
Sometimes I’ll choose peace. Sometimes I’ll get my panties in a bunch. In the end, I’ll always choose love.
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