There are two ways to live, one with your expectations packed and ready for each day and each encounter… leaving very little room for surprises or impromptu circumstances, a very rigid needy control expecting life to follow your lead.
You have plans and life works much better when life falls into step behind you. You are the mover and the shaker and all need to bow to your expectations.
Expectations are very selfish little things that steal freedom from others, one little need at a time. Especially if you throw a tantrum when they are not met, or spunk or sulk in silence.
The odds of our expectations being met are slim to none, unless we have become a tyrant and have stolen the lives out of those we love making them march along with our expectations.
The other way is to follow life without expecting a certain flow, without scripts written and people’s parts picked out, instead it is all improvised as you go.
When I found my freedom within to say no to others expectations of me, I also have freed others to be free of mine.
It wasn’t an easy won battle within me, but I simply became overjoyed with my newfound word…NO and the freedom it brought to me.
I loved not having to meet expectations of others and in disappointing them I grew to like me more and more.
Each time I find myself unhappy, I look and see where I am stuck, what am I saying or doing that is stealing my freedom and whose expectations am I catering to?
You would be surprised how much of life is lived with an expectations floating out ahead of us, a little thought that becomes a giant storm.
Mostly the landscape ahead of me is blank. I have no expectations planted out ahead of me.
I can’t plan the weather so that is out.
I don’t own others actions so I am free there.
I can’t even know for sure if I will do what I plan for what I know for sure is that there are a million things that can waylay me along the way.
Greeting each day and each moment without expectations allows you to have your hands free to carry what comes in.
If you are standing there with an armload of expectations…how open are you to receive?
I didn’t on my own get rid of expectations, but rather all my expectations were unmet and unrealized, so it was either suffer or drop them.
I thought confusion and mayhem would erupt if I had no expectations and instead peace, love and joy grew inside of me.
When I let go…I was free.
I was free to receive what is.
What is is enough for me, no matter what it is.
My new expectation is to be a peace with what is.
To have no more expectations above what is or beneath what is.
What is, is my expectation.
I M Perfect lady 