While reading Chuck Anderson’s blog this morning I had to laugh, he and his wife, Lisa had been “snippy” with each other. He has the courage to share with us. And he added that since they were doing the Master Key Master Mind Alliance together and were in business together all would be right in their world. HA! NOT! What I think is really terrific is that Chuck noticed this behavior and decided to write about it. So I will too.
To my great surprise I found out, just recently, that I am very competitive. Huh, me competitive? No.
I’ll tell you it was a shock, for all of you who have heard Mark’s webinars on the colors or heard his CDs out there you’ll know what I mean when I say I always considered myself a “yellow” personality. Meaning very nurturing and helpful like a nurse or a mom who has all the neighborhood kids at her house. You know the type, sweet, helpful. Now I find out that I am not yellow at all (btw we are all a rainbow I am just talking about the main personality trait) but RED!!! What? No way Mark is a RED!!! The Donald Trump type. Real bossy, bottom line and COMPETITIVE!!! Not me, no way.
Boy I was wrong, do you know how many times I have said “I will kick your ass.” Not meaning beat you up, well most of the time not meaning beat you up. Meaning beat you at tennis, checkers, cards, bowling, running to the car from the store, board games, making coffee, cleaning the house whatever. I do everything myself and don’t ask for help because NO ONE CAN DO IT AS WELL AS I CAN, I WILL JUST HAVE TO DO IT OVER…. I have said that a million times. I just found out a few weeks ago I am not at all who I thought I was. Here a good example. Last week on the MKMMA call Kathy Zimmer mentioned a couple of people who have all, or most, of the MKMMA blogs on their blog roll. The first thing I thought was I gotta get my blog roll going I have to have a bigger blog roll than them. If you thought that too you are a red. So now I have to change my PPNs and my DMP. Lots of things have to change because change it good and we all change. We are all always moving, changing, either backwards or forward which way we go is our choice.
Why did Chuck remind me of that you may ask? Well because there was a big ruckus here yesterday, snippy is cuddling compared to this ordeal. I don’t care really, what the neighbors think, but they know for sure that this is a “spirited” household. Here’s the thing, and we’re going to call it the “thing”, OK. The thing is sometimes when my husband The World’s Laziest Networker challenges me OR I think I am right about something OR I don’t understand and he tells me it’s because I wasn’t paying attention OR some other crap OR blah, blah, blah. Man the burns me up. Who the F@*K is he to tell me I’m not paying attention, I am way faster than him, I do more, I work harder, I think faster, I type faster, I can pay attention to 3 things at once who the hell does he think he is talking to…. Time for humble pie. I am so friggin competitive and I want so much to be right that I fight back. Then I will really want kick his ass. The other meaning, kick his ass. Poor guy, he is so patient when I forget who I am. Whole, perfect, strong, powerful, loving, harmonious and happy. Lucky me! AND he is way, way, way smarter than me. Although he does type wicked slow.
So Chuck if you think you guys should be “right with the world”. Guess what? You are! You are always right with the world but there is the human element, the EGO that messes things up. The EGO was in charge yesterday. I know when people who love each other argue or fight it’s because we are sandpaper for each other, rubbing and rubbing off all the rough edges making each other smooth. Since I am grappling with this new information about who I am and giving up chemical addictions to peptides (darn it) and the like there is going to be some snippy, some ruckus, some knock down drag out. But Mark makes me smooth, all this growing and learning and sometimes fighting makes me a better person, a bigger channel for service. I’m grateful to be so loved, but I know that I have to love myself to receive this great gift and I do. And I’ll tell you this we are NOT living lives of quiet desperation, every second of every day is an adventure. Although sometimes bumpy, I love this ride.
Blessings and Believe,