Chewing Bones & Manifesting Dreams
Six year old Sadie is the undisputed alpha of our dog pack. She’s usually a benevolent and generous leader, but on rare occasion she flies a different flag.
She revealed that other side when I unwrapped a new rawhide bone the other day – a rare treat at our house.
(I’d picked them up for our pit bull foster pup, but he got adopted before finishing them.)
The thing is, Sadie doesn’t like rawhide bones that much.
What she does like, though, is having what the other dogs want. She seems to take pleasure in lording it over them, prancing around with it to make sure everyone sees it.
I don’t speak dog fluently, but I bet her song goes something like, “It’s mine; I’m the boss; you want it but can’t have it.”
(If I’m projecting … oh boy!)
Anyway, when Sadie’s home alone, she has no interest in bones. It’s only because her packmates want it that she’s all over it.
Joe’s even resorted to fake barking at the back door, sending out a false alarm in an attempt to trick her into distraction. Alas, even Russ coming home from work won’t tear her away from the bone she doesn’t really want to eat.
Watching Sadie pretend to enjoy the bone she doesn’t really want made me wonder if I do the same thing. Am I chewing on bones that aren’t mine?
Have I wanted something only because everyone else does? Or because having it reinforces my “status”?
I know I’ve fallen for this before, when it came to college degree, marriage, corporate career, expensive car, and probably even with ideal body intentions, too.
Clients consistently want help with career success, bigger bank accounts, better relationships, etc. But I suspect part of the reason some of us aren’t so good at manifesting that stuff is because it isn’t what we really want.
As spring unfolds, I started thinking about manifesting a beautiful yard this year – thick, full green lawn bordered by thriving flowers and bushes. But is that what I really want? Or is that someone else’s bone?
It made me wonder more … what if my people didn’t care about long term relationships or financial security or even service to others?
And what would I want if I were raised in a culture where war was revered … or that success was measured by how much pleasure one experienced, rather than how much we got done or how many lives we influenced?
If your dreams are slow in manifesting, it might be worth checking to make sure they’re really yours.
What would you want if you were strictly under the influence of your own heart?
Knowing the answer involves taking the time ask, as we’re chewing on our latest bones, “Is this really what I want?” Not because there aren’t enough bones to go around – there are. But because we each deserve to live our own best life. Not someone else’s idea of it.