Life in the slow lane

This morning I was driving along a busy section of the road past Gateshead. The traffic was quite slow, still moving but rather packed. I wasn’t able to pull out into the fast lane because of the traffic. So I ambled along at 40 mph along the dual carriageway behind a white van.

The van in front of me found a way out and pushed into the fast lane, leaving me behind a car doing just 40 mph. There were two unusual things about this car. First, the carriageway in front of this car was clear for about a quarter mile. Second the car in questions was an Aston Martin DB7!

I waited for it to speed up, but it kept it’s resolute pace. After a few moments I decided to overtake it. This is probably the first and last time my little Skoda will ever overtake an Aston Martin.

As I pulled past, I looked over and saw the red face of a middle aged woman behind the wheel. She looked very stressed, leaning forward and fiercely gripping the wheel. I’ve no idea why, perhaps she had just passed her driving test, or was taking it for a test drive and didn’t want to scratch the paint.

I pulled past and re-entered the slow lane going at 60 mph. As I looked back in the rear view, there she was still doing 40 mph, blocking the traffic behind her.

It seemed to me to be a strange contrast, a car with exceptional power driven with great anxiety and fear. It struck me as a great metaphor for some aspects of life. Here we are in command of extraordinary personal potential, reining in our power out of anxiety. Of course, I’m not the first person to have spotted this.

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.”

Marianne Williamson

It occurred to me later to test out this phrase to get a sense of whether I felt it to be true.

I’m scared to relax into my power

It had an element of truth to it so I did a few rounds of EFT using the following setup statements

  • Even though I’m scared to relax into my power, I’m alright, I’m OK
  • What if I could relax into my power?
Now that feels better. My Skoda probably wont go any faster but feel just a bit more comfortable with what’s possible. If the DB7 driver is reading this and would like to swap cars; call me, I’m sure we could work something out!

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