Imagine being on your deathbed and suddenly the light goes on. Your blind spot shines before you. With clarity and defined detail, you see the dirt-devil you’ve been avoiding your whole life.
“Is that all it was? Is that what I kept tripping over? THIS prevented me from being who I wanted to be?”
With that thought, I’ve given permission to each mentor, spiritual director, and life teacher, ”Please point out my blind spot when I’m tripping over one.”
Not one of those sages have stepped up to the plate. No mystical voice has said, “Oh, here’s what causes you to fall on your scabby nose, Amy!”
Oh the temptation to be delusional, “Am I seeing my blind spots? Maybe I’ve been managing them all along!” Delusions are dangerously comforting. They allow blips to grow into blimps. The added “m” stands for “misconception”.
Self-esteem houses the courage needed to look at that mirror, to be willing to reposition and re-view the angles. What if there’s a monster in there? If there is one, it’s been fully functional without your management. The fear of adjusting that mirror? Usually it’s loss of control. Good…that kind of control likely needs to be dumped. The benefit of adjusting that mirror? Gain a new form of management that leads to healthier living.
Want to look for your bind spots?
- Pick one area of life that continuously puts a knot in your stomach. Think of times when a resentment rises quickly and easily.
- Check your intuition. Our souls know the cause. Have the courage to look at the habit or belief system causing the stumble and decide what you need to change.
- Test your hunch. Put the change into practice. Respond differently to old button-pushing events. Observe the changes in you AND others.
- Assess your success. What differences did you experience? What feelings arose?
- Keep the Adjustment in place. Assimilate your new approach into your life. Make it such a habit that it becomes a trusted response.
- Check the adjustment. When knots begin forming again, either the positioning has been shaken out of alignment or you’ve discovered a new blind spot.
Of course my mentors would not define my blind spots. They wisely gave only direction. Direction came when I asked the right questions. Even then, they occasionally only answered with a question. They let me fall, bump, scrape and rage. Thankfully, those “hoarders of honesty” were not fixers. They encouraged me to adjust the angles of my mirrors. My memory is 100% reliable when I have to get into action and adjust the mirror myself.
Not only are the angles and degrees of adjustment mine, I know I can manage the mirror. You can, too.
We can actually come to love our blind spots as much as our gifts.
I suspect they become our gift.
(If you’re interested, I’ve adjusted the rear-view mirrors in my car so that blind spots are effortlessly available to me while driving. The LINK IS HERE.)