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Inner Dialogue on Expectations
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by Beloved
originally published in Mountain Spirit Chronicles,
Mt. Shasta CA-
Winter 2007/Spring 2008

I’ve been thinking about expectations a lot lately ~
noticing within how I occasionally set myself up for
disappointment. I expect a stranger to be polite, hold
the door, smile and even say hello. I expect my son to
eat what he is served and appreciate it. I expect my
cats not to scratch the couch. I expect my body to do
what I want it to.
I am aware that on one level, expectations can be a
dishonoring of what is and what is unfolding in the
present moment. Acceptance or allowance of what IS,
honors ~ or does it? Do we compromise our Spirit to
participate with allowance?
Can we allow someone to be who they are if it feels
dishonoring to us? Yes and no. We can always use it as a
reflective tool, honestly seeking to illuminate the
places where we dishonor others and/or ourselves. And
then come the issues of boundaries and integrity. We can
allow others their choices and behavior, and, we can
honor where we are in each moment and choose what
supports our truth, heart, integrity and values. We like
our comfort zone to remain just that; comfortable ~
unless of course, we decide to learn by stretching it.
And, then, how far we stretch can leave us feeling
really flexible or really strained.
What if we simply expect the best of ourselves? What if
we took the time to figure out what that might be and
expected ourselves to commit to honoring that? What
would our expectations be?
OK, here goes: I expect myself to honor my guidance, to
take good care of myself, eat a healthy diet (except
when I cheat, I expect my fries to be hot!), to keep my
heart open, to love and continuously open wider to love,
to be kind and fair, to be honest and compassionate, to
have faith in myself, in God, in the goodness and
abilities of others (until they disappoint me more than
once), to bask in the light of love, in joy, etc...
And, then, what if we felt our expectations were higher
and better than someone else’s? Would we expect them to
raise their own expectations or would we be disappointed
in them? What if we just expected ourselves to let go of
judgment? Why bother with expectations at all? What if
we let go of all expectations and just lived one breath,
one moment, one heart centered choice at a time? I
expect that would be blissful.
All this is great until somebody pisses me off or
disappoints me. Then what? Why can’t they behave, react
or think with the manners, heart, integrity and passion
I expect them to? It’s really frustrating and really
disappointing. I expected to hold my center and not
react to them. Damn, I disappointed myself. If they
would only ask my opinion, I expect I could help
straighten them out.
I’m back to square one. I own it. I have expectations of
others. But, isn’t this what great societies are built
upon?
We New Agers expect to be unconditionally loving and
love everyone as ourselves and to see and honor the
reflection in all life. We are all Beloveds. All life is
God’s face. But, sometimes, it feels like some of us are
hands and feet and some of us are asses who can’t see
where we’re going. It’s confusing. We all get turned
around from time to time.
The Beloved is us, every bit of us; the parts we accept
and the parts we reject or deny. The expectations and
the disappointments. And, all we reject and deny and
push under, surfaces in the infinite forms of the
Beloved within us and outside of us. We’re happy to own
the positive side of reflection, but it also shows up in
illness, depression, in those who really push our
buttons and in world conflict. Releasing attachments
and renegotiating expectations is a conscious choice in
every moment. It’s a choice to re-member ourselves into
wholeness- into the ultimate fulfillment of all our
hunger and longing; divine union.
The passion and purpose in our heart’s joy fuels and
gives breath to our lives. What we create from this deep
joy, blesses, balances and harmonizes all life. As each
of us follows our own heart, we become beacons, support,
inspiration and permission for others to do the same.
One or many at a time, we let go of the old ways we have
harnessed and burdened ourselves and we step and leap
into the higher frequencies of love and joy- being and
becoming who we came to be~ the expression of God/ love
we are. From this place we don’t expect so much- and
what‘s outside of us doesn’t so readily disappoint. We
just are comfortable “Be-ing”. This moves us more and
more into the experiences of unity consciousness.
“Namaste”, we say~ I honor the divine within myself and
I honor the divine with each and every One. We bow to
the God within and the God in each face, in all of life~
in every flower, every creature, every breath, every
breeze and sunrise. How deeply grateful we can be in
every moment as we see and acknowledge the God in all
life, reflecting to us the honor, respect, gratitude and
love we all deserve and helping us release judgment and
expectations. We don’t have to pretend, participate in
fear, lack, doubt, shame, manipulation and lies. Who we
are as we bow to True Self is divinity recognizing
itself. Telling the whole truth to ourselves and others
sets us free because it brings the light of love to the
places within ourselves where it’s been withheld.
Whatever we hide or deny within, we disown and dishonor.
And, then, of course, the outer reflection of this in
our lives, disappoints us. As we illuminate our shadow,
we can then bow to it in honor of the lessons and gifts
it affords us. And, we can choose anew.
When we forget to see and honor and participate with the
divine within ourselves, we become more attached to
expectations and more disappointed in life; hungry for
that which is outside of us and can never fill us. As be
bow to the divine within, we align with truth, all
searching is over and we come to a place of deep
satisfaction and peace. We create and manifest the
fulfillment of all dreams, longing and desires as we
choose in each moment to be the God we are~ being love,
opening to love, breathing love, trusting love, bowing
to love, coming home to love, and resting in it~ without
expecting anything, simply choosing to say, “Aahhh…” and
open wider to love .
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