The chattering in your head aren’t “voices” you are hearing (well for some that might be the case, and I see an appointment for an MD in your future soon); but the gremlins or saboteurs that constantly tell you, “your no good,” or “you haven’t enough guts,” or “you don’t deserve it.” These “little monsters” or gremlins, or whatever you want to name them (for me it’s “Peanut Gallery”), think they have your best interest at heart, but in reality they seem to be protecting you from “old news,” not new evidence or experiences presented for further review.
I had a little chat with one of the members of my “peanut gallery” tonight. Her name is “Scaredy Cat.” A little girl about 3 with short curly blond hair. Very cute and very scared. So scared that she’s kept me stuck in my struggle with weight loss for the past 10 years. She’s been so scared that staying stuck at my current weight is where she feels the safest. Until our talk tonight, she was afraid of success and failure. No wonder I have been stuck. During our talk, we discovered she would feel safest if we took our journey together (yeah, I know seems a little silly), and that no matter what I do,we will do it together. I will keep her safe. She now has comfort that she will have a close companion on this journey called life. I can’t say she was thrilled, but at least now, we can move forward together, with us both reassured empowerment has more meaning than fear.
The “peanut gallery” as you can see, can be a very powerful force in your development as a human being. You can call those crafty little devils whatever you want, your board of directors, or your backseat drivers. The question is…….who’s the one who is actually sitting in the proverbial driver’s seat? You or your “peanut gallery?” This is an important message, and a topic most of you rarely think about, I am sure. Who would have thunk that these little voices in our heads possess so much power? What power do you really want to give them? What power do YOU want to maintain? Are you victim or courageous? I don’t know about you, but I prefer being the one with the power and escorting my peanut gallery to a more mature way of life, having fun in the process.
As I write this blog, I feel a sense of relief. A relief that I am now the protector instead of the protected. Being the protector empowers me, not control (that’s another topic), but it gives me the power to make positive decisions for myself. In the future, I may have input from my “peanut gallery,” but in essence they are the ones sitting in the audience and I’m the one speaking. WOW! That feels wonderful!