my most embarrassing, eye-opening moment of the weekend

Okay, this is a little embarrassing. Every year, during the week after Thanksgiving, I rummage through our pile of holiday CDs and choose my favorites to carry with me in the car. And for a good five or six weeks {yep, even into January}, I’m uplifted by Christmas songs everywhere I go.

This year, I did the same thing and brought a pile of CDs into the minivan with me. I hit the “eject” button to release the CD that was in there – and nothing came out. I tried over and over, for several days in a row. Nothing. And no music. Total bummer. I figured I’d have to take the vehicle in to get it fixed at some point – and would just listen to the radio until then.

On Friday, Ryder asked from the backseat why we weren’t listening to Christmas music yet. I told him the CD inside was jammed and wouldn’t come out.

“Are you sure there’s a CD in there?” he asked.

“Yep. It just won’t come out.”

“How do you know?” he asked.

“Because nothing comes out when I push the button.”

I could see his furrowed brow in my rear view mirror. And suddenly, in slow motion, it hit me like a ton of bricks: maybe there wasn’t a CD in there after all. I grabbed the Christmas CD sitting on the passenger seat and placed it at the opening slit of the CD player, which sucked it in and – you guys! – the Christmas tunes started playing. I laughed out loud. Ryder shook his head and rolled his eyes at his crazy mom.

I don’t blame him! I’m rolling my eyes at myself, too! I’m amazed and amused by how quickly I accepted defeat and didn’t even attempt to search for solutions. I drove around for days, accepting my “reality” of a holiday season without holiday music in the car. My own kid had to point out the most simple, obvious option possible – and even then it took a minute to sink in. I was so convinced by the story I’d created, the truth I’d settled on – that the CD player was jammed – that it didn’t even occur to me that it could be totally, utterly…false.

A little embarrassing, yes. But it was a great reminder for me to turn every story I tell on its head. To dig deeper for the truth and be open to changing my own tune. Hallelujah!

Liv Lane

Liv Lane

As an intuitive adviser, author & teacher, I help brave-hearted women illuminate their paths to purpose through powerful classes, individual readings, workshops and writings. This blog, started in 2006, chronicles my journey and offers light for yours. Thrilled you're here!
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