2013 is going to be a HUGE year for Words and Watercolors. I’ve had “A Breakthrough” of sorts. Stay with me as I tell the story of Mark and I reading a book called “The Big Leap” by Gay Hendricks. It’s good. Get it if you want to move forward into your “zone of genius”.
We read the book while on vacation in Florida during Thanksgiving. We were energized with all the promise the book holds for “providing a clear path for achieving our true potential and attaining not only financial success but also success in love and life”, as noted on the back cover. Embracing the affirmation, “I expand in abundance, success, and love every day, as I inspire those around me to do the same”, we repeated it often. However, in order to get to this point of expansion, one needs to identify and work with their Upper Limit problems. To explain the Upper Limit: “Each of us has an inner thermostat setting that determines how much love, success, and creativity we allow ourselves to enjoy. When we exceed our inner thermostat setting, we will often do something to sabotage ourselves, causing us to drop back into the old, familiar zone where we feel secure.” A few typical Upper Limit behaviors: Worrying, blame and criticism, getting sick or hurt, squabbling, hiding significant feelings, not keeping agreements, not speaking significant truths to the relevant people. You get the gist.
So as the old year wound down and the New Year came into focus, I kept thinking about breaking through my Upper Limits. Wanting desperately to take The BIG Leap and move forward into my zone of genius, I had my own mantra going in my head about making a breakthrough so I could have the incredible growth I wanted for Words and Watercolors in 2013.
Last Thursday, January 10th, I went out for a brisk walk. I’d been trying to get outside all day. It was a beautiful, crisp, clear, sunshine, blue sky kind of day. I felt so energized that I thought I’d try jogging! I had problems with my left knee last spring and haven’t jogged since. So there I go jogging along feeling great, about a mile + away from home out in the India Basin Industrial Park, when suddenly I trip. Splat. A face plant, as Mark called it. Bracing myself with my hands, I was shocked when I sat up and found blood gushing onto my hand/fleece. I could feel my two front teeth were chipped (not just my 2 front teeth but my new porcelain crowns that were replaced in October on my 2 front teeth. Chipped). Thankfully an angel named Erica saw me fall and stopped her car asking me if I needed help/a ride. I told her I’d get blood in her car and she handed me a box of Kleenex. I grabbed a bunch, held onto my lip and got in the car. Thankfully also, Mark was here (about 5pm) when I returned. In my distress, I asked him to call Dr. Petrini, our dentist. I had no inclination to go to the Hospital until Dr. Petrini suggested it as I explained what had happened and fact that I was still bleeding even with holding an ice pack up to my face. Off to St. Francis Emergency Room we went. When I walked out 2 hours later, I had 11 stitches in my upper lip outside and 3 on the inside upper lip. I asked Mark if he thought this was an upper limit problem. “No Peg, you fell.”
However, in the middle of the night when I couldn’t return to sleep, I kept replaying the events of the fall in my head. Finally I had the thought: “OMG, I had a Break Through!!! I broke through my Upper LIP!!” It was true. My upper lip had been completely broken through. The Dr. showed me how I could have done it with my teeth as I hit the pavement. Beware the power of words! I’d been asking to Breakthrough my Upper Limit. Well, I did breakthrough my Upper Lip! I decided that I’ll have to touch my upper lip whenever I find myself opening the door of doubt or worrying about things I can’t change or experiencing any other Upper Limit Issues.
And for the rest of the story, as Paul Harvey used to say, I did go see Dr. Petrini on Tuesday. He filed down the rough part of my teeth and told me that I would have to replace the crowns. He suggested I return to the fall and see how bad the sidewalk really looked. When I returned to the intersection, I gasped. There was a pipe like rod sticking up through the broken sidewalk. That’s it! That was what I tripped on…I remembered looking at that when I sat up and knowing that is how I fell.