I am a fixer. people throw excuses at me all the time and I jump over them. Perhaps I am a target for their excuses because I jump over them.
The other day a lady said I should've been a swimmer, instead I was a runner and now I have hip problems.
I said It's not too late. Some of my students are over 80. The I told her the membership is probably 2 dollars due to her insurance and the ride is pleasant and the pool is only 8 miles away.
Another friend talks about sourdough but insists she has to make the culture from scratch which of course is a block and so the whole deal bombs. She has done this a few times. I give her the simple solution (just use yeast and save a blob to culture) but she refuses. There's a part of her that doesn't want to allow herself success in what she wants. She may not trust herself around food. And more importantly she is so used to deprivation and blocking from her oppressive parents and abusive childhood.. I know. I've been there.

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