But You Can Still Make Lemonade…
One of the most contrived sayings in the English language is that when life hands you lemons you can always make lemonade. Along with that old chestnut about ‘the hand of cards you are dealt’, it leaves us feeling like helpless victims, forgotten and stranded, subject to whatever the universe decides it wants to ‘curve ball at us’. We sign ourselves up to living as random plasticine blobs sailing choppy seas in a ship with no internal compass, when actually, nothing could be further from the truth.
It is us who attracts the lemons.
And quite frankly, if we’d prefer pineapples, guava or black cherries, it is us who have the means to manifest all of that and more from the universe. That’s right. There is no God ‘Up There’ assigning our fate to us and deciding whether we deserve misery or happy ever afters. We get the freewill to choose. And we do that all day and every day with our feelings (the emotional vibration we are sending out into the ether primarily), our thoughts, deeds and words.
We are responsible for our life and everything in it.
Even the bills. Even the car that cut us up this morning and the falling out with the friend. Even the cold we are nursing away with honey and lemon – or lemonade. There are no coincidences. If we were to look back on our life to this point, kind of like we would a game of snakes and ladders, we’d see that the times things went fabulously, we were on the roll of a high vibe dice ( yes, I know, in the singular that should be ‘di‘, but I like the word dice better), throwing six after six after six. And in perfect symmetry, the times things were not going so swell, we were not getting our happy groove on, and if we’re totally honest, the lead up to those times would have been a flurry of landing ones, twos and threes.
We have freewill…
With our thoughts and feelings. And it is both of these things… which become even more powerful when coupled with our words, that determine the quality of our life. It is as cliched as the glass half full or empty analogy, perhaps, but it is true. There is no force outside of us picking and choosing as to who will get the money, the best careers, the glowing health, the best relationship or the biggest social media following. All of these things hinge on our happiness and in knowing that there is so much power to turn things around when we have gone off track a little and are building up negative momentum.
Sometimes coming to understand we have this amount of power can be scary, sometimes we almost feel we’d rather leave it to our star signs to make up their minds. But, ultimately, that would be to deny the Master Creators that we are supposed to be. We chose to come here, to this time/space reality now. At this moment. And we did it for the fun, the thrill and the ride. Not to arrive at a certain destination, but to thrive all along the journey and take in the wonderful views and side paths.
Life is (in fact) a game.
If you haven’t yet read the wonderful and beautifully concise book ‘The Game of Life and How to Play it, by Florence Scovel-Shinn, put it on your to read list. Today! This was one of the first books which truly spoke to my inner being, reminding me why I am here and not to take everything so bloody seriously! It really is a game changer in more ways than one.
“Most people consider life a battle, but it is not a battle, it is a game.”
A game of giving and receiving.
And if you don’t want to be making Lemon Meringue Pie (although, sometimes I really cannot see the correlation between lemons and unwanted things… I LOVE lemons!), then simply change your thoughts slowly but surely. Start off early in the day by being more selective about the kind of things you zoom in on, the kind of conversations you let flow and the kind of ways you allow that mind of yours to wander as you drive to work/do the school run/stroll along the beach to your ashtanga yoga session (if the latter is your daily morning ritual, then lucky you!)
It’s that easy a choice. But you have to be prepared to deliberately make it. There’s no laziness when it comes to consciously playing the game, that’s the number one rule.
So if you’d rather be feasting on Black Forest Gateau, if it’s a Banana Split that floats your boat… or simply a glass of Bordeaux with a cheese platter on the lawn of a chateau…
“When you change what you believe, you change what you do… which changes what you get.”
Make mine a wedge of Sacher Torte with a scoop of Fior di Latte ice cream… and, oh, go on then, a dollop (or two) of vanilla-flecked Chantilly cream!