Dear Fellow Traveler,
I really hate going to the gym and I’m thinking that some of you likely feel the same way. As a matter of fact, it’s not just the gym I hate, but pretty much all forms of exercise. It’s become almost impossible for me to discipline myself to do any form of exercise other than walking. If you live in North Texas there’s a great deal of the year that walking outside (because, of course, I hate the treadmill) is a bit tricky due to weather. So the things I know that would improve my life and the things that I know would bring me the body, both health-wise and in appearance that I most desire are difficult for me to push myself through. Often, I just give up. I have two former trainers who can attest to this.
I remember the first time I worked with a trainer – I did so, not because I was concerned with a beautiful body, but because I was worried I might have a gene for osteoporosis. I joined the city rec center, hired a trainer and worked out 3 times a week. I didn’t like it; I wasn’t perfect with my scheduled; but I was fairly disciplined. My desire to avoid something unwanted kept me focused. What I learned very quickly was that this discipline changed my body shape. I was constantly having to replace my clothes or walk around in baggy ones. There were wonderful side effects of toned muscles, weight loss and a stronger, more attractive body. This actually pushed me into new ways of being.
We’re told that physical exercise increases endorphins, and this increases our happiness. Of course, there are the benefits of a stronger body and increased energy as well. Clearly, these are things that provide us with a way to live our lives powerfully.
I’m discovering through my current frustration about exercising, that discipline & patience are not necessarily two of my strong suites. I can be exceptionally disciplined in some areas and extremely patient with other people, but when it comes to creating something I want in my own life I often fall short in these two areas. As I was thinking about this self-discovery, it occurred to me that my resistance to become disciplined in things like exercise is not unlike our resistance as human beings to allowing our lessons to serve us.
Looking back at my life so far and acknowledging displeasure at how some events have played out, I’m shifting my perspective to see them like exercises on a piece of workout equipment, there for my benefit to make me stronger in some way. Much like the ones I did at the gym in order to create a healthy body.
With this new way of looking at things, I hope to have more patience in moving through these events and consider them as little disciplines I’ve taken on in order to achieve what I want in my life. In this way, they serve me like a workout program with the goal of building spiritual muscle. Unlike years ago at the gym, now my motivation comes from something I desire, rather than something I want to avoid. Cynthia Occelli would call this running toward something I want rather than away from something I don’t want.
As I said earlier, discipline and patience are not my strong suites, and they may not be yours, but if we can keep ourselves focused and hold a space for the possibility of what can come, we may just see our lives evolving beautifully in unexpected ways. As always, if you could use some assistance in achieving your life desires, I’d be honored to help.
Blessings & Light,
“Learn the art of patience. Apply discipline to your thoughts when they become anxious over the outcome of a goal. Impatience breeds anxiety, fear, discouragement and failure. Patience creates confidence, decisiveness, and a rational outlook, which eventually leads to success.” ~Brian Adams, author