Cuban Coffee & a Coach: A letter to your Inner Alchemist

How is it suddenly December? Where did the other 11 months go? Up in smoke, is what it feels like sometimes.

As I reflect on this year this fine morning, I find that the highlights were completely unexpected. I find myself beginning many sentences with, “I thought that by now, I would have [insert any health, career, or creative goal].” The words muddy with disappointment and regret.

The goals seemed perfectly attainable. The days long and the dreams and desires realistic. But the unexpected often took over. Like caretaking for an aging parent. The loss of loved ones. Sudden work opportunities that did not come to fruition. Setbacks in my own health and recovery.

I am tempted to listen to the Usual Voice about it all. The one that tells me that these unexpected events are diversions from the Path. Obstacles. A drain on my time and energy.   

Today, though, I invite another voice. The Alchemist’s Voice. The one that tells me that in this moment, I get to try again. Every single day, I get to try to make this magic potion again. Maybe from scratch, maybe with ingredients I already have. Maybe even from those unexpected events. Because if there’s a way to make fuel out of the diversions and obstacles, I know I can find it.

Not much is certain, but I know that Dreams and Desires don’t give a lick about the words and numbers on a calendar, or about the position of the Earth in relation to the Sun. They simply exist.

May you find a way to nurture them today, and Happy Monday, fellow Alchemists.

S  

Published by sergiaflo123

Writer, life coach, and seeker of inner truths

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