Patience, persistence and perspiration make an unbeatable combination for success.
- Napoleon Hill
Hello beautiful goddess.
For those of us on the spiritual path, we are called to truly 'walk our talk' every single day. And nothing has tested me for a while, like learning to drive...
I have no shame in admitting I'm a thirty-two year old, who only just started to drive my very own car with my very own provisional licence. Once I moved out of home, I've always lived in the inner city. Public transport, taxi's, boyfriends, were always on hand to get me to where I needed to go. Driving seemed like a lot of expense and hassle (hello fear!), and so I never really made it a priority in my life.
As a married woman wanting to start a family someday, and a business owner, I began to grow up and realise that now was the time. It may seem so trivial and everyday, driving a car, but the truth is it used to bring up a lot of resistance in me. Thanks to a relatively new sense of self belief and the unconditional support of my husband, I am now the proud owner of a shiny red car, zooming around to visit clients and friends alike.
Here are the gems that I learnt (re-remembered) along the way...
Sometimes, the first option you are presented with is not always the best. When I made the decision late last year to get the actual car, I decided to buy second hand online. Unfortunately, I tend to become consumed with new projects, so this meant sometimes looking when I couldn't sleep on our couch at 2am, or when I was supposed to be concentrating on work. I was convinced my dream car was out there... It seemed that I had finally found it, and so we went for a test drive. The moment I met the couple who were selling it, I got a sinking feeling. But here was the model I wanted and for a good price. So I pushed past my intuition (never a good idea!) and started to look into insurance. As a new driver, the prices companies were quoting were enough to make me reconsider the idea. And confirmed exactly why I had waited so long in getting one!
Eventually after a lot of hassle, and a lot of heart ache, I decided to let the car and the insurance go. It just didn't feel right. At all. Now, years ago, I would have given up at this point. Felt deflated, and put it in the 'too hard basket'. But life has taught me it is exactly at these moments that you have to dig deep, dust yourself off and have faith.
So I let Christmas and New Year's pass by. Our family went away on holiday, and I got to recharge my batteries. The car and licence became one of my resolutions for 2015. This time however, I was prepared. My beautiful friends had provided me with much advice and strategy over the break. This time I went through a dealership, negotiated down the price, and knew which insurance company would give me the best deal. When we are excited about a new venture, it can be so tempting to push a square peg into a round hole. But the Universe, somehow, always provides when we are patient.
Now that I had my car (aptly named 'Ganesha', Hindu God and remover of obstacles), I could practice my way into my driver's test. Oh mama... my husband deserves a medal for all the hours of practice and reverse parking he coached me through! I'd had my learner's licence since the end of high school, so I knew the basics, but my nerves and wanting to be good at it straight away were not helping (hello ego!).
Many, many times over those months of practice, I wanted to give up. I really wanted to throw in the towel and say "Enough! I'm terrible at this! What's the point! I don't have time for this!!!". But I didn't. I knew deep down that this licence would be a game changer in terms of independence and career opportunities (carrying yoga props on public transport is not exactly ideal). So I remembered my 'why'. The reasons why I was doing this in the first place. What getting this licence would afford me, instead of what it would cost me.
With my nerves a wreck (and chanting Om all the way to the driving test), I showed up. I breathed. My palms sweated. And when it came to the reverse parking section, I froze. Like a deer in headlights. All the vicious voices, fears, expectations were doing a happy naked dance around me. And I failed the test. This was not my most gracious moment as a meditation teacher and wellness coach.
BUT. I rebooked the test for 3 weeks time. And practiced. And persisted. And remembered my why. And would you believe it... I passed, second time round.
So here I was, walking my talk. Being patient and persisting. But now, I was about to perspire like never before.
Self belief is one thing, but technology is a whole other monster. I've been driving myself to teach classes and speaking events, which already make me excited with anticipation. But my GPS system has not been behaving itself AT ALL. We've tried different softwares, reloading, restarting, you name it... When it does play up, I have to pull over and wait for it to find itself (the irony of this is not lost on me). This makes me want to scream like crazy, stamp my feet and quite frankly, freak out in general.
However, to my surprise, I have been (mostly) breathing through it and just trusting in the Universe to get me where I need to go, on time. It has been working, but it has definitely been trying. But showing up through the perspiration is probably one of my proudest moments to date.
This experience has also taught me that things worth having, take time. Although it seems like a lifetime ago that I made the decision to go on this journey, it has only been 6 months. And I've come pretty damn far since then (with plenty of room of for improvement!).
Beautiful goddess, I'd love to hear from you in the comments below. Have you had a big spiritual test with a seemingly mundane process? I invite you to paint a picture for us below in the comments.
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In love and gratitude