“I did then what I knew how to do. Now that I know better, I do better.”~ Maya Angelou
Let me preface this by saying that this article is probably going to evolve into a very me-centric piece. As I start out writing this, I don’t see any sort of “5 Steps to…” or “Easy Ways That You Can…” sort of tips and tools happening here.
As life has been hitting me over the head with a few similar kinds of messages this past week (hell, mostly these past couple days), I thought I’d just go with the flow and see what comes of it.
To put it simply…I’ve never been one for harboring regrets or for mourning opportunities missed. But that doesn’t mean that bad choices weren’t made or that opportunities weren’t missed. I’m only human after all.
I’ve always known that I was meant for something. I was here, on this Earth, with this family, these friends and these life experiences for a reason.
I know that losing my mom at such a young age (with a quick following of other close family deaths) was what created the empathetic woman that I am today. I know that growing up with very little money and having male family members believing that it was okay to take money what others earned led me to become a cheerleader for women to create the lives that they want and to find their joy.
No excuses. No wallowing. It’s just they way it all played out.
When you have that kind of clear knowing, you don’t really have room for regrets or feeling like you missed out on an opportunity or experience.
Of course, it also makes for a bit of a Pollyanna outlook. And those of you know me personally, or have followed along for a while know what a Pollyanna I am.
You see, I believe that everything happens for a reason.
Yes, everything.
We might not always see the reason. And sometimes, it might be one helluva painful experience that wipes you out and blinds you to the gift you’ve been given at that moment. But there is a reason it happened and that it played out the way it did.
I’ve found that when you look back at the annoying or painful event after some time has passed, you’ll usually be able to see that reason loud and clear and in vibrant, full color and clarity. I recently had one of those “oh, so that’s the reason all that happened 4 years ago” moments myself (but that isn’t what this article is about).
If everything happens for a reason, then how can we have regrets? How we have shame or guilt over our actions? How can we feel that we missed out on that one, great opportunity (regardless of how many missed opportunities that might be).
I’ve noticed that lately, I’ve been beating myself up with the whole “I know better” thing. Usually it’s around the “I’m a teacher…I know better.“ Or the “really, but I’m a trained therapist, how could I not see what was going on.“ And it took a casual conversation with a virtual, Facebook friend that introduced (more like RE-introduced) me to the idea that quite often our shame and our guilt isn’t even our own stuff.
It’s all part of that “thought virus” or beliefs that we inherited from our parents. Our parents, who were really just doing the best they could with what they had at the time.
I would almost bet that your business issues, money challenges, relationship woes, lack of success and overall failures really don’t mean as much as you think.
I don’t think it’s your stuff.
It’s our parents stuff. It’s their parents stuff. And their parents before them. Basically, it’s generations of people dumping their personal experiences and beliefs on us as if it’s OUR personal experiences and beliefs.
They tell us that men/women suck and can’t be counted on. They tell us that people will leave us. That heartbreak and loss happen to everyone. We’re told that as women we need to marry (and have 2.5 kids) even if he’s a boring, uninspiring and humorless schmoe because he has a good job and will provide for us.
They warn us that we can’t be happy and it’s selfish to even expect to be happy. We hear that we should go for the job that pays the most, even if it’s miserable and we hate ourselves at the end of the day. We’re told that we can’t start a business because we don’t know anything about “business.” They warn us that we should never leave a job, any job, especially in this market.
Oh and by the way…lest you forget, money doesn’t grow on trees. And money comes in and immediately goes right back out again. You just can’t get ahead in this world because money is the root of all evil.
They lovingly tell us that we can’t do it…whatever it happens to be for us.
And they share so many other versions of their stories, their experiences and their beliefs that we then let guide our lives and influence our actions. All the while thinking that it’s what we believe to be true.
What if instead, we listen to those voices and beliefs and take a minute to ask ourselves “Do I really believe this? Deep down, in my heart of hearts, do I believe this to be true for ME?”
What do you think would happen if we realized that this isn’t our shit? That deep down, in our heart of hearts, in the person that we know we are meant to be, that we know better.
What would happen?
Would you remember that you’re here for a reason? That you are exactly where you should be, doing what you are meant to do for right now…including hearing this message as it’s written for your eyes only?
Would we still have those same regrets if we knew that they helped us to become the very person that we are? Would we still see those opportunities as missed?
Who would you allow yourself to become? How would you help the people you were put here to help? What would you say to yourself? Your clients? Your children?
What would you do differently today, tomorrow, next week, next year?
You know what…you DO know better.
Not in the shame on your, you know better sense. No, you’ve done nothing wrong. But you know that you have something bigger that you were meant to do and you don’t need to continue to believe these passed down stories and beliefs as your stories and your beliefs.
You know better.
Why not sit down and rewrite your stories and get clear on YOUR beliefs today. As only you know them to be.
No really…why not? You are the foremost expert in all things YOU, you know.
What beliefs or thought viruses have you noticed that you inherited from your parents? I encourage you to share with your friends, fans and followers (and with me, if you don’t mind).








