This morning I woke to the sound of that same bird fluttering against the bathroom window. This time as I watched him, I counted the six times he tried flying into the window before he realized he couldn’t go that way. Finally he turned and flew off, only to return a few seconds later to try three more times hopping from the ledge and unsuccessfully forcing his way in the direction of our bathroom.
The little bird keeps reminding me not only to stop beating my head against a wall trying to do something that doesn’t work, but also to realize that once I’ve turned and flown away, it doesn’t help to return to where I once was and try the wrong way again. Time seldom makes a wrong decision right.
For me, the Universe’s lesson relates to my career. Throughout my life, I have achieved the most when I listened to the Spiritual voice of inspiration, and leapt into action full-force, directing where my thoughts and physical energy go. During My First Last Year, I learned to temper that drive so that I didn’t take the reins from God when Spirit was leading the way.
As a Second Last Year experiment, I decided to let Spirit lead and do the work. I’ve been watching for inspirations, following up on leads, but not embodying a take-charge stance toward my activities. That languid approach has certainly been easy, but it has generated almost no results.
The acronyms of my first and second last years strike me now as revealing. Whereas my First Last Year led me to FLY, this Second Last Year approach has felt more SLY than intuitive.
I encourage you to do what I plan to do during my Second Last Year. Continue to make of your life an experiment. Test boundaries. Go different ways. Challenge yourself to see, do, and be what you didn’t have the courage to attempt before. Along the way, observe what’s working and what’s not. Accelerate efforts that help you FLY toward fulfillment. Have the wisdom to see what doesn’t, and the strength of character to modify your actions so that you only keep doing what works.
I cannot say a languid approach to life will never be for me. But I am clear that my Second Last Year is calling me to reclaim my habit of dynamic self-motivation. On vacation or in retirement, I might languish. But now Spirit is calling me to soar.