Out of the corner of my eye a black shape was moving rapidly over the field across the street outside my work window. It caught my attention in hopes that it was some really cool animal sighting but turned out to be a discarded black trash bag tumbling in the bluster.
Lunch time came and I decided to sit out in my car for a change of scenery and end up pondering that bag which is now stuck in the barbed wire on top of the fence surrounding our lot right in front of my car. I totally envisioned that scene from the movie American Beauty where the guy watches mesmerized by a plastic grocery bag being tossed by the wind in much the same way and I kind of chuckle. But then of course I think to myself: What does it mean?
Most people would be all, "It's just a piece of trash, duh?" Well, in my world everything is a symbol. When something catches my attention I immediately think about what I can glean from it. So it's like the universe just tossed me a trash bag and said, "Here ya go, now clean up your shit!" So I ask myself, "Robin, what do you need to clean up in your life today? Better yet: Why are you letting barriers keep you from making positive changes?"
Because it's true. I've been making a small, half-assed effort to eat better-- However, I sabotage myself emotionally all. the. time. I'm a very emotional eater. My house is cluttered and needs deep cleaning. So, yeah, there's a lot of crap I've been avoiding or procrastinating on getting rid of. (See, in my dreams a car actually represents the physical body so I know what area of my life to look into here.)
As I rolled these thoughts through my mind, another movement from the periphery caught my eye. A Cooper's hawk comes gliding toward me and perches on the next electric pole. The universe says, "Good eye, Robin. You see it. Now go put some real energy into it."
::sigh:: Guess I just got confirmation of my agenda for the weekend.
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