It is amazing how we limit ourselves. We limit our abilities. We limit our successes. We limit our interactions as well as our opportunities. We do this based on fears, concerns, and the internal arguments, which convince us that we just can’t do what we want to do.
It is amazing to me how one small word can limit us from such enormous possibilities.
“I can’t do it.”
“I can’t make it.”
“I can’t win,” or “I can’t do any better than this.”
See what I mean?
I was in the middle of a battle between me and my thought machine yesterday. I allowed the machine to spin too quickly, which can be dangerous, and lead to overthinking.
I started to question myself. I began to question my abilities, which then caused me to question my relationships and then some of my friendships. I started wondering about my business capabilities and questioning the integrity of the people who I do business with.
I tell you the thought machine was winning in this one. I was losing to my own thinking, over-complicating simple issues and overestimating simple dilemmas.
This is what happens when we overthink. We experience a chain reaction like tiny mines being detonated, one at a time, which link us to a chain of imaginary catastrophes.
The thought machine can be the most limiting of all our equipment. This is what causes sabotage or self-sabotage.
This is where doubt settles in to sit comfortably like an unwanted guest that refuses to leave.
I was in the middle of this until I watched a video on social media. The video was of a blind autistic boy. He was auditioning for a television show called America’s Got Talent.
I never regard names of shows or anything for that matter but in this case, the show deserves its mention.
Somehow, blind and challenged, this boy learned from a young age that he was able to sing. And sing is what he did.
The young man was not too verbal. He spoke but differently. Then the young man was led over to the piano. He sat. He placed his fingers on the keys and then he played. He played and he sang.
And there I was with all my gifts and benefits, bitching and complaining, pissed off about this one and that one.
I was instantly humbled. We are all challenged in some way. Our challenges do not always match and all things are relative. But this young man taught me a lesson in humility. He taught me that I have to stay away from that word can’t.
By the way, the kid aced his audition. In fact, his performance was so great that he immediately advanced to the final round.
I often discuss neuroplasticity which details the neuropathways our thoughts go through. I think I need a new pathway . . .
I think I will unplug myself from my older gestures. I want to rid myself of the word, “Can’t” so that I can explore my life freely instead of allowing myself to be limited to me and my thought machine.
I don’t sing very well. But singing isn’t my thing. I don’t play the piano either. But then again, the pathways I want to nurture stem from a different place.
That being said, with all the gifts I have in my life and with all my abilities; I have no right to complain or say that I can’t accomplish my dreams because I can.
I know this because the blind autistic boy taught me so