There’s relief – the kind of palliative care that shifts us from an uncomfortable moment into a slightly more comfortable moment temporarily – and then there’s Relief with Teeth. Relief with Teeth bites the earth beneath your current stance and makes marks as it makes tracks. There’s no half way about it. You’d better brace yourself for a jolt as those powerful teeth dig in to accelerate.
Which option do you think will make your life much better much sooner – the Band-Aid or the bulldozer?
Palliative care is dusting the tabletop. Relief with Teeth is rearranging the furniture. Palliative care is managing cash flow with the calculator set on four decimal places. Relief with Teeth is doing whatever it takes to find the perfect customers and wow them with your natural gifts.
Relief with Teeth starts in the centre of your chest, where your heart is. The rumble of heavy machinery lives there. Dusting and pinching pennies to avoid the real issues means the mind is afraid. And it should be – real relief means real change. Relief that permanently changes your life involves the heart as much as the head. Your pulse shifts into a higher gear. Otherwise, you would have changed already, right?
You’ll be okay, though, because Relief with Teeth is both grounding and propelling. And the best part is that you already know exactly what to do. Really. Check in with your pulse. You’ll find answers there, along with a hardhat and the keys to the bulldozer.
Quit raking leaves. Grind some ground instead. Move the Earth.
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Flickr photo: Dozer Tracks, by adamr.stone
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Had to read this and then go think about it, come back and re-read and now I know for sure: I WANT TEETH!
And I can see where recent actions in my life have been leading me to this point. Bring on the bulldozers! Down with bandaids! As John Paul Jones (father of the US Navy) said: Damn the torpedos! Full speed ahead!