For the last few months I’ve been working on a company redesign and website refresh for a client. In the last week I’ve been on the computer finalizing graphics, writing code, and delegating (wow new learning curve) all day everyday. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve also been meditating, giving myself Reiki, eating right, and forcing myself to have enough loving human interaction each day. I love my work, I love my life, and now I feel very tired.
Today I sent the website to the (very happy!) client. As I come down from the adrenaline high of a delivery date (same as “deadline” yet more life affirming), I’m thinking about miracles (as one does).
Yesterday I really needed a miracle.
First, let’s define our terms. A Course In Miracles says that a miracle simply is a shift in perspective.
While my graphic design tastes absolutely tend towards the simple, clean, and spacious, it turns out I also like to dream up website layouts that are complicated to write code for. I tried to hire a few different people to help me with a specific coding element and they all said, “Nope! That can’t be done.” Not one to take no for an answer, I had been stewing on possible solutions for weeks.
I can be stubborn and reluctant to ask for help (I know some of you who know me intimately are smiling to yourselves about that admission right now) so I hadn’t even mentioned to the client that we might need to make some changes to the design, because the code might be impossible. I was going to freaking figure this out!
But also, in my mind, I was saying over and over, “I’m never going to figure this out. I’m so screwed. This doesn’t make sense.” Finally I thought, “Leah Moon, you need a miracle. Put your shoes on. Get your butt outside. Make a phone call. And give this one to HP.” While I was walking up and down my street in the sun, talking about spirituality and surrender, I felt lighter and more sane.
I started thinking: “There must be a solution to this challenge. I’m excited to be directed to whatever that is! It’s going to be funny when the answer appears and is so obvious. I’m a creative problem solver. Going on walks and opening my mind is part of the job. I’m willing to see this differently.”
When I got back to my laptop, three new ideas appeared in my mind. In a few hours, I was able to write the code that had eluded me and other professionals for weeks.
Literally a miracle. A total shift in perspective.
Whatever you are wrestling with today, I hope you can trade in frustration and fear for new information and relief.
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