One of the blessings of living in recovery is the ability to take myself less seriously. I find myself laughing at myself much more than I ever did when I was in pain. It is the freedom of the heart expressed in a willingness to experiment with life. I am not watching my back all the time waiting for someone to catch me off guard and hurt me. This frees up energy to dabble in different things and try them out. I rarely hear the message inside my head telling me I should know how to do things I have never done before. Dabbling is something I have opened up to doing with my beliefs and fixed ideas. So much of what we believe we never question. We just assume it resonates with us because it was given to us. We believe because so many other people believe the same thing, it must be true. Questioning our assumptions can be scary. On my daily prayer and meditation dates I am given the space to tinker with what I just assumed was a part of who I am. Yet how much of what we believe or have fixed ideas about do we never question? How many do we take the time to tinker with? Dabbling in the assumptions we carry breathes new life into them. It expands our minds and makes room for our hearts to take a peek where perhaps they were barred before. Dabbling implies a curiosity so there is a safety in making room for it. We run less risk of jarring ourselves out of a set mindset. Dabbing allows for a slow unveiling of the truth of ourselves within whatever beliefs or fixed ideas we have if there is in fact space for our truth within them.
Leave a comment