There was a time… in the not-so-distant past… that I was the person… who ignored red flags. Oh… not the ones that warned of an undertow and the possibility of being tangled in the current… those I heeded well enough. No… it was the ones… that someone… or even something… was waving… as they said… I’m not the one.
Perhaps it was a job… the one that I wanted to be perfect… and so I overlooked the flags marked… no time off… jerk for a boss… not quite a skills fit… get blamed for everything… get credit for nothing. As I envisioned myself in my dream management position… raking in the big bucks… being worshiped and adored by my co-workers… well… maybe not worshiped… but close. Unfortunately… the flags were flying high and true… as I got swept out to sea along with my dignity.
Or… maybe it was that guy… who carried the flags… I won’t commit… I’ll break your heart… I sting like a scorpion… I will take all you have and give nothing in return. And… maybe… he not only flew the flags… maybe he also told me this. But… I had visions of my love bleaching those flags to a nice shade of white… as he totally surrendered… to become my vision for my life. Unfortunately… the flags were flying high and true… as I got swept out to sea along with my dignity.
Of course… there have been many flags that I have ignored over these six plus decades. And I would lament… of a tragic life… if I hadn’t learned the value of flags. Naturally… Bertha… was happy to teach me…
Flags… are there to show me what the future will be like. One thing I can trust about a person… and what is a job but several persons… is that what they show me is what I’ll get. And… even those… slick… sly… shysters… have flags… I just have to look closely for them. I can trust that they aren’t going to change. Now… I know a rare few do… but that’s gravy and not to be expected.
Flags… are there to show me to trust my instincts. That’s right… in the two situations I mentioned… while I was excited about how I would like things to be… I did have some misgivings about how they were. However… I stuffed those misgivings like a Christmas goose… telling myself… that I had to be wrong. The perfect job… the perfect man… who was I to doubt them? I was so busy… thinking that I had found the answers to all my problems… that I never once asked myself… is this really what I desired? I never asked… If I take this man… this job… what will my life be like in five years? I never asked… how will this job… this man… support me and my desires? I never asked… what life can I create with this man… this job? I never asked… with this man… with this job… will I as a person… expand or contract? I never asked… what else is possible? ® I never asked… how does it get any better than this? ®
So… I’m older… wiser… trust my instincts more… and ask a heck of a lot more questions than I once did.
Bertha just smiles… and asks… how does it get any better than this? ®
Jane
PS… Bertha is loving relating the teachings of Access Consciousness to my life… you can find more about them here.
PSS… Bertha would love to hear about the red flags in your life… those you ignored… those you heeded. So please leave a comment.
