Unmasking My Inner Escape Artist: The Dance from Diversion to Dedication
Ah, my fearless Bleu Bell friends,
In the saga of self-discovery, I, Shaybleu, once twirled in the deceptive dance of diversion, donning the disguise of the elusive Escape Artist. A master of masquerade, I tiptoed around the truth, sidestepping the stage of self-responsibility with a grace that belied the turmoil brewing within.
Oh, the crafty to-do lists, the disguise of domesticity, how they provided a shroud of superficial satisfaction against the gnawing gnash of neglected necessities. I was an artist, a conjurer of cleaning, conjuring a clear house before confronting the clutter within my conscience.
Ah, the allure of solving problems, especially when they were not mine to solve! It provided an escape, a detour from the daunting duties that demanded my devotion. I call it BULLSHIT. I became overly invested in others' turmoils, holding them accountable while evading my reflection in the mirror.
Why was I running? Was I afraid to face myself or my shit? Perhaps the fear stemmed from confronting the chores I dodged, the truth I skirted. I was not ready to deal with what happened next.
We all know how to ascend to the next step. We decide what we want to do, and choosing the path of least resistance is tempting. It feels good momentarily, but it's a recipe for resentment in the long haul. I was skilled at escaping, hiding behind others, a coward in the face of confrontation. Oh, how the truth stings, but it's the antidote to delusion.
Here’s how I dismantled the veil of the Escape Artist and embraced the essence of engagement:
Dissecting the Distractions: First, it was about acknowledging the allure of the arbitrary charm of chores that clouded the core concerns.
Prioritize with Precision: I devised a list, a hierarchy of hopes, tasks that twined around my truth rather than veiling it in vanity.
Summoning the Significant: I learned to channel my energy not into escape but engagement, diving into the depths of doing over-delay.
Banish the Bullshit: I ceased entertaining tasks that tugged me away from the core, the chores that were but chains chaining me to the chalice of complacency.
Mind over Matter: I cultivated a mindset of meaningful motion, a mantra of ‘Mind over Matter’ to maneuver through the maze of must-dos over maybes.
Time-bound Tackling: I donned the armor of a timetable, slicing through the swath of redundancy with the sword of schedule.
Acknowledging Accountability: I embraced Accountability, not as an adversary but as an ally, a companion in the crusade of conquering complacency.
Advocate for the Authentic: I advocated authenticity, uprooting the unessential, nurturing the necessary, and veering vehemently towards the veritable.
The journey from evasion to engagement wasn't enveloped in ease but etched in the earnest endeavor. I stumbled and soared, but with every step, I shed the shroud of the Escape Artist, stepping into the spotlight of self-accountability.
The chores no longer chant the charm of escape; the broom no longer beckons with a promise of pseudo-peace. It’s the call of the core that commands; the drum of doing that drives.
So, let’s bid farewell to the allure of avoidance, embrace the essence of engagement, and dismantle the disguise of the Escape Artist dwelling within.
With a hearty embrace of hustle and a quest for the quintessential,
Shaybleu 💙 #EscapeNoMore #EngageEndeavor #ShaybleusSaga
“You always have a choice”