Watch for my latest e-book, Cinderella’s Coffin:
How men control the fate of women and girls, and what women can do about it.
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Being defeated is often a temporary condition. Giving up is what makes it permanent.
~ Marilyn Vos Savant, American Columnist and Writer
I had hoped, planned, and worked diligently to launch my new e-book by November 4, 2007. No special date, no special reason, no special need. However, as we’re all beginning to learn, there is no certainty or security—only the illusion that we can control the world within our individual bubbles of bliss.
Well, as a trained strategic planner, I hate to admit that Cinderella’s Coffin will be delayed and that I have temporarily failed in meeting my original objective. When I knew I wasn’t going to make it, I became very upset and tried to figure out why my plan hasn’t yet worked. Here’s what I came up with on short notice:
- Mercury betrayed me for the second time this year and will be in retrograde until November 17th.
- My three-day hospital stay with pneumonia during the summer is to blame.
- My smoking was the culprit that put me in the hospital, and unexpectedly robbed me of time I’d planned to be writing. (I quit smoking however, so that’s good!)
- My week in Mexico (planned and purchased last November) and the week it took to get ready, get home, and get unpacked is the reason I’m running late.
- My fall yard cleanup and the ensuing catastrophes caused the crucial ‘stand still.’
- My handyman’s fervor to chop out a root next to the gas meter during the cleanup severed the supply line, which meant turning off the electricity to avoid wayward sparks that could’ve ignited the leaking gas. Without electricity, I was unable to use my computer, which put me further behind schedule.
- Meanwhile, the gas company discovered that their line was too shallow and that it had to be dug up, re-trenched, and re-buried. I would have thought that was the cincher in destroying my plan, but no.
- Then the gas company broke a yard-sprinkler line while installing their new gas line, leaving me without water because it, too, had to be turned off.
- My brother called to tell me his computer had already changed back to real time, and asked if mine was on DLST or would it be changing as The Old Farmer’s Almanac predicted on November 4th? I told him I hadn’t a clue because my computer was down, sort of like my morale at the time.
- However, his call allowed me to blame it all on the man-made Daylight Savings Time which got my bio rhythms all screwed up last spring and was still causing my working hours to be totally out of whack.
- And finally, exhausted, I’ve run out of reasons, excuses, explanations, causes, and hopefulness of making the November 4th deadline.
Permanent Reminders
We all need reminders once in awhile that what we think we must do within our self-imposed deadlines is not necessarily ‘living in the moment’ but rather attempting to impose a future event on the now. We forget to listen to our bodies. We ignore signals from Universe that our timing is not perfect timing, no matter how much we try to convince ourselves otherwise. We abandon family, friends, and other obligations to focus intently on the all-important goal. When we fail, even though temporarily, we beat ourselves up for being imperfect.
Many years ago while attending a self-improvement seminar, participants were asked to make a list of what they were “dis-eased” about. This metaphysical exercise was a real awakening for me, and provided further validation of the idea that if we tell the truth about something, it disappears because it is no longer an illusion. It becomes real, and then blends in with every other realness, thus losing its importance.
After making my list and seeing my imagined emotional maladies on paper, I realized how they had been negatively affecting my body, i.e., appearing as diseases such as headaches, stomach upsets, inexplicable physical pains, depression, etc. When I was able to tell myself the truth of what I was upset about or afraid of, they were ‘made real’ on paper, and the physical symptoms began to disappear. Everything was resolved in due time (about thirty days) and without struggle or effort on my part. I was amazed, but all too quickly forgot the powerful results.
That experience came rushing back to current reality when I began ‘forcing’ the completion of my e-book. And it wasn’t just me feeling the effects—those around me were also noticing physical signs of dis-ease about missing our goal. Bottom line: it’s not worth it. Nothing is worth trading health, peace of mind, and well-being for matter that doesn’t really ‘matter.’
Therefore, please be advised my e-book will not be available November 4th as promised. It is, however, close to being complete; and since I believe in perfect timing for all things in Universe and on Earth, it will appear when it’s supposed to appear. Soon, I dare hope. Surely by Thanksgiving! By Christmas or else? (Ooops, there I go again trying to manipulate Universe to my liking.)
I hope you’re looking forward to the debut of Cinderella’s Coffin as much as I will be glad when it’s finished. It has practically dominated my thoughts, activities, and my life in general for the past four years. So please don’t give up on me or my e-book. Watch for its happy belated birth announcement here in my Albeit newsletter or on my Web site, www.lynnesims.com. Thanks for your patience! And I hope you’ll make a list of what’s bothering you, if anything. It beats the heck out of high-priced visits to the doctor’s office and an over-stuffed medicine cabinet!
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