Lessons from an Exploding Nutribullet

(FYI, there is not a podcast to go with this post)

Lately I understand the work (for me) as recognizing that every last thing, every experience doesn’t just happen for “a reason,” it happens because I need it to happen, and beyond that –  I wrote the script. 

And if I say it about the trophy ceremonies, the high fives from bosses, angels singing, cookie dough and rainbow moments – then I have to say it about the bracing slaps, the torn ACLs, the stabs in the back from co workers, death, illness, divorce …as well.  Bad things don’t happen to good people. Things happen that we need to happen to keep us on our path, and get us where we’re supposed to go. 

Yesterday, I was using my beloved Nutribullet to make a green smoothie, and stuffed it as I do every day with things you’re not supposed to put in it – frozen rocks of cucumber and avocado… and mid pulverization, the container blew a hole in it and the green viscous goodness instantly adhered to multiple walls, the floor, my favorite sweater, swamping the Nutribullet base…  I switched the power off and froze. This was the moment of truth. After a brief, stunned silence, I forced a little guffaw, a grim chuckle which turned into a genuine laugh, not a carefree giggle (I’m not Mary Poppins am I?), more like a muddy mirth mixed with a sliver of light,  distilled into a  recognition that this was an opportunity and Freaking out would solve nothing and make it worse. What would examining the why do for me?

Here was my thought process.

  1. Oh shit, I NEED my Nutribullet.

  2. Ok, shit – what a gooey mess.

  3. Really? It’s on the wall in the HALL?

  4. Ok, so WHY did this happen?

  5. I’ve gotten away with – for over a year –  putting things in it they say not to, but today was the day that you put your foot down. 

  6. Hmm, ok kind of funny that this happened.

  7. Universe you’ve got my attention.

  8. What am I supposed to learn?

  9. What is the pivot here?

  10. I can buy a new container.

  11. It’s on the ceiling for fucksake!

  12. I need my smoothie.

  13. Will a regular blender work?

  14. Oh, look – the blender works just fine.

Remember when we used to be able to run and hide? And then we could at least run OR hide. Now, there is not a one of us who can escape the INNER-PERSONAL MESSAGING APP installed while we slept, (or at birth, and activated by the changing magnetics of the planet or whatever…) programmed to stop us in our tracks, illuminate our paths, fill us with awe, drown us in grief, forcing us to reexamine who we are and what we’re doing, with what degree of integrity and to whom,  where we’re headed, and how can we be better – ready or not.

Denial, hubris, wealth, power, celebrity are no match for the sequence of events we compiled before we got here, cemented with sacred contracts (as Carolyn Myss would say) that set in motion the domino effect – anything but random – that brings us together to do what me must.





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