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āTrust in Allah...and tie up your camelā - a tip for living in Limbo Land
(This is not Limbo Land, this is the bloke whose life I saved a year ago). It was exactly a year ago that I saved my husbandās life. I couldāve left him to it, choking on his fatty beef but, in that split second when I realised he might actually die, I decided not to leave it entirely to fate. This is something we still joke about and probably will for evermore. He told me afterwards it made him realise I really must love him and want him around, in spite of lockdown! I performed my first Heimlich manoeuvure, so forcefully that immediately after the gristle was jettisoned and weād all managed to breathe clearly again, our son said to me: āI canāt believe you lifted daddy up like that!ā I had literally lifted him off the floor with my upward thrust (possibly not textbook technique but it did the trick). Iām being flippant but it was actually a very, very scary episode for all three of us. I mention it now because an early morning brain-churn recently brought a piece of wisdom to mind. It was 4am and my darling brain was up and at-em, planning my morning, and my day, and my next day, and my next week. Reviewing in detail all that occurred yesterday and analysing the nightmare Iād just had, which was induced by watching Line of Duty at an ill-advised hour of the day. My brain can wade into such a thick, syrupy fog during these first waking moments that I can be stuck there for ages before Iāve even really realised Iām awake. But through the fog, in popped this little line and it wouldnāt leave me. Trust in Allahā¦and tie up your camel. Now, I know exactly where it came from but I have no idea why it appeared. But it succeeded in getting my brain out of the syrup (or the syrup out of my brain). Itās something a very wise woman once told me, I forget why she thought it was useful at the time but it surely was, and has continued to be, over and over again. I do not have religious faith, however I do find that there is much wisdom to be gleaned from all sorts of religious writing and this one - attributed to the Prophet Mohammed - is a favourite. āTrust in Allah⦠and tie up your camel.ā My interpretation of this translates as: āIf you donāt want your camel to run away or get nicked, by all means say a little prayer, but also, bung a tether on it, yeh, just in case?ā In other words, absolutely, put your trust in your God but also, do what you can do to affect your situation ā if you combine both then itāll likely turn out okay. Be prepared and then leave the rest to fate/God/the Universe. Administer the Heimlich on your husband and then hope for the best. As I say, Iāve no idea why this little nugget forced its way through my curdled Thought-Soup the other morning but here I am writing about it. Until very recently I ā like much of the planet ā have felt stuck in Limbo Land. And if youāve been there, during this pandemic or at any other time, youāll appreciate that itās like the very worst land to find yourself in at the top of the Magic Faraway Tree. The land none of those adventurous Enid Blyton children would have wanted to visit but they all ended up stuck there. If youāre unfamiliar with this classic series, you just need to know that if you can manage to climb to the top of the Magic Faraway Tree thereās a magical land in the clouds and it changes every time you visit ā often itās a fantastically fun place to be but sometimes itās laced with dangers. In my Limbo Land, there are none of the joys of the Land of Goodies or the Land of Dreams; nor the delights of the Land of-Take-What-You-Want (where my son lives 90% of his days) or the Land of Do-As-You-Please (where my son would like to live 100% of his days). When youāre in Limbo Land, you cannot do as you please or take what you want because youāre not the one in charge. Someone else has control over your life and aināt nuffin you can do about it. Hate that. [Listen, is that the sound of a distant control freakery klaxon?] I run a camping and glamping site with my husband and weāve spent a fair chunk of the past 13 months in Limbo Land. We are extremely fortunate because we are still in business and we are also among the first tourism businesses to reopen this season. But the āwill-they-wonāt-theyā elements of waiting to find out if, when and to whom we can reopen has not got any easier and thatās the part of Limbo Land Iāve despised the most. Along with the āwhen the hell can my kid go back to school?ā part. But what I have slowly learned is that when there is so much uncertainty and no end in sight, and the ball is not in your court, itās fruitless trying to figure out or look for an escape route⦠you just gotta roll with it. If you donāt roll with it, youāll roll under it, as I heard music legend Dr John once say. Last summer and now this spring, we gave ourselves false deadlines to get our campsite ready to reopen, rather than wait to be given a date and find we suddenly had about 3 days to do everything. As it turned out, we wouldnāt have known until the day before that we could reopen, so it was a good plan. It was our way of trusting in Allah and tying up our camel. The decision on whether or when we could reopen was out of our control, but what we could do was get prepared and leave the rest to fate. I follow this advice fairly often in another way too, if I am feeling overwhelmed by the sheer amount of āstuffā ā and especially worries ā in my head. I write a list of all the things I am worrying about. This can be an extensive list, ranging from āMy kid hates me (and OMG I hate him back!)ā to āWe havenāt got a day off until October, I wonāt make it through this season,ā to āMy friend is so sad and I canāt help herā (this one can quickly morph into the āIām such a bad friend/personā one). Then I write another list underneath it, a list of what ā if anything ā I can actually do about each item. If I find there is nothing I can do about it, which does happen, I cross it off. Gone! Filed underĀ āAllahā. If there is something I can do about it, even a tiny thing, I put it on my third list ā the To Do List! Then I do it, and I cross off the worry. It might be as simple as texting that sad friend to say āIām sorry youāre struggling and that I canāt be with you/call you just now but I am thinking of you and weāll talk soon.ā With this ācontrol what you can controlā approach, more often than not my list of worries is soon a lot shorter, my To Do List is clear and my brain is a lot less frazzled. My husband turns 50 tomorrow. Iām glad I kept him alive so we can eat more beef together (thatās genuinely what he wants for his birthday tea!) Iāve been doing weights so itāll all be good, with a little help from Allah.
In Britain, we have the highest per capita ownership of convertible cars in EuropeāĀ that is preposterous optimism!
We are truly our own worst enemy. Stop listening to the negative voices in your head. Stop striving for perfection and celebrate your progress each step of the way. Get. Out. Of. Your. Own. Way! Iām speaking from experience here. šš¼āāļø I am 110% or zilch, zero, nada. Anything in between gets left in #LimboLand. Itās silly! I have always known how silly it is, and that I can be my own worst enemy. Maybe you are too. But from here on out I think we each need to be our own biggest cheerleader. God gave us each so many unique and incredible gifts. š Itās a tragedy not to use them! This year my goal is #ProgressOverPerfection. Donāt sweat the small stuff! A small step in the right direction is still a step in the right direction! Any only God knows where it will lead! Itās time. Go for it, guys n gals! šŖš¼š#HAPPYSATURDAY!!! #LetGoOfYourDoubts #TellYourFearsToTakeAHike #PrayFirstAlways #PrayandProgress #PrayandProsper #YouGotThis! #GodsGotThis! #FaithandFitness #GodGivenTalent #GodDoesntMakeMistakes #SeekProgressNotPerfection #LordSendMe #MadeInHisImage #CreatedForAPurpose #BePositiveNotPerfect #GoForItš #CherylNormanFit (at Phoenix, Arizona) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtZ6qFSDcbK/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1vfv8astmw0ff

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We rennen het weekend in #running #sgravenvoeren #belgieĢ #fusionteamnl #fusion #inquisitive #beunstoppable #limboland #zegmaardagtegendegriep (at 'S Gravenvoeren, Limburg, Belgium)
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