Stop blaming the circumstances. An inspirational story about finding your strengths and realising your true potential. P4 Soulful Stories.

Stop blaming the circumstances. An inspirational story about finding your strengths and realising your true potential. P4 Soulful Stories.

Every decision you make will have its consequences. When you say yes to one thing you say no to others. There are no circumstances to blame. Decision and consequence are the two sides of the same medal - someone once said. 

Today, I see the victimhood mood wins over the world of responsibility and ownership. I feel like society is getting sick somehow, blaming and shaming have become “the thing” nowadays. However, still, self-help books often start off the first chapter with one sentence: "life does not owe you a thing". But it would be easier if it did, no? Let's ponder on this through a story I have written. I hope it will get you to reflect on your own choices. 

Full story transcript is available on my blog page. Links below.

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The Sacred Mountains - Follow your gut feelings, chase your dreams.  https://a.co/d/bPOmgtu
 
 

Transcript

Let me tell you another goodnight story about the little condor who did not want to hunt…

Little condor returned to the nest and said to her mum, “I can’t hunt, Mum, hunting’s not for me. I looked for the frogs, I looked for the mice, but I did not see any. It’s not for me. Maybe I am just the type of condor that will die of despair and hunger when you’re not here. Maybe it is not my journey to be the well-known condor you wanted me to be. Maybe you are the greatest condor, and there can’t be another one. Maybe I am just a loser who will never be able to hunt.” 

The mother condor looked at the little condor and said, “You flew around the fields, around the meadows and forests, saw the waters as empty with no opportunities, maybe you even saw the human hunters using all their tools and skills, and you gave up. Then you came back and told me that you couldn’t do it. But let me ask you now: Have you searched all the fields? Did you stay for hours and hours hiding in the trees, waiting patiently for the sneaky snakes or fast frogs? Did you come close enough to the snakes and take a risk to give it a go? Would you have the courage to pluck it from the wolf’s mouth? Did you try to observe the other strong condors? 

Did you do and try everything that you could to prove to me that you can’t hunt? Did you fly very high to see the fields from a distance and use all your energy and could no longer fly? Did you watch so intently that your eyes were itchy and not able to look any longer? Did you wait so patiently that the dawn came and disturbed you? Did you train your wings so you're the fastest flyer in the field? Tell me, little condor, did you take all the lessons I gave you carefully? No, you did not. And you’re too proud to say it. You think that it’s easy, you come back after a lazy flying attempt and you tell me that you can’t do it. You are a little condor. Your mind is small, your wings are weak, and your willpower is sluggish. Small, weak and sluggish are your choices. Now you need to make a decision. Are you staying there? Are you going to blame the circumstances, blame the fields, blame the mice and frogs that they are just not there at the right time for you? Will you blame me that I did not train you enough? These are your circumstances and your decisions. You don’t own your circumstances, but you should own your decisions, baby condor. You’re a young condor and you can own how you train, how you fly, how you prepare. You can make your own decision how to respond to the uncontrollable. Own it. Be who you want to be. Do what it takes. Try. Once you have used all the lessons I taught you, then come and tell me that you can’t do it. Then come and tell me that you were not born to fly high, fast and sharp. Then tell me it’s not for you. But until you try hard enough and don’t put the blame on what’s around you, you don’t know what you can and can’t do. If you don’t want to follow my route, it’s fine.  

You can be the average condor that one day will starve its wings that were born for high mountains. Or the one from whom other smart, disciplined condors will pluck the food in the fields before you manage to open your eyes. Or the one that a smarter human will shoot. You don’t have to stand out. You don’t have to be me. But whatever you decide, own it. Tell me I want to be as I have CHOSEN. Tell me, I am happy to be the average little condor, I am okay to starve at times, sleep at times, eat the leftovers. I just want to get by. Then, I will understand that this was your choice, the choice that you own. It takes a lot of effort to fly high. You don’t have to follow the high-flyers’ route but CHOOSE and don’t tell me ‘I can’t’. You can, but only if you want to, if it’s your decision.” 

The little condor listened to the wise old mother condor and did not understand the talk yet. The mother condor was, however, one of the greatest in the valley in which they lived. She flew to the mountains and showed her her fast wings again, the speed, the swing, the flair of an condor’s wings and how far and fast she could fly. She shouted, “Come, try it once, follow me, try the high speed and high mountains, and then tell me if it’s really not for you!” 

The little condor did not understand but she followed the wise mother condor.

She turned around and saw her little one flying slowly, at her own speed, higher and higher, faster and faster, opening her eyes wider, sharpening her sight, and the wise mother thought, “No one really wants to settle for mediocrity once they have tried the high speed, seen the views of tall mountains, used the wisdom of their own wings to their full capacity… no one; at least, I doubt it.” 

And so she wanted to show the little condor what was ahead, what was possible, how wide and fast her wings could be. But then after the wise lessons, she left the little condor to herself, to decide how she wanted to live. 

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So what is this story really about?

I love writing stories about the theme of dreams, goals and finding where your home is. By where your home is, I mean – where you should be going, where your heart is cheerful, where your soul belongs to. Here we have a little condor that lives in the valley between the high mountains. She does not know where she belongs to. You can say that her mother is a mighty condor, a very successful lady. But the little condor does not recognise her place between those high mountains.  

She does not know if she wants to follow the route of her wise & powerful mother. One day she comes back from the hunt, and she gives up. She makes a statement that she is not made for the high mountains but is just happy to be the average little condor. She makes a statement, “I am not for this”, and she gives up. We are all like this sometimes. You can read this story in two ways if you’d like to. One way is that – the little condor does not want to be like her mother; she does not want to meet her expectations; she wants to rest on her laurels and live an average life. 

In this instance, she does not care about achievements, goals, etc. She just can’t be bothered to train her wings to achieve what her mother has. And this is also okay. All her mother is asking her in this instance is to accept her choice of being the average condor and not make an excuse that “she is not made for this”. And this is okay, of course; not everyone has to have big goals and meet other people’s expectations. It’s okay to stay where you are if you accept it that way and own your decision that this is precisely where you want to be. Same in life, if you don’t want to fly high and you want to have an average life, it is okay, but just accept that this is because of your choices and decisions and not because of your inability to do so. 

The other way of reading and listening through this story is that the little condor was born in high mountains. Her wings are broad, and the mountains are around her, but she can’t see herself succeeding there, and her choice is to say, “I am not made for this”. But this is not the truth. She was indeed born to fly high; that’s her nature, that’s her basic instinct to fly high. But to do this, she must work to train her wings, sight, patience, and hunting cunning. 

Her mother knows this and wants to show her – what her life can be really like. She wants to give her a taster of what she was really made for. But this life – in between high mountains come at a price. The price is the work she has to put into it. There is no escape from the training and discipline needed to fly high.  

In this story, you can see the little condor’s mother as part of the mature psyche that knows what to do and is disciplined and caring. The wise mother, that adult part of you is telling your young little ego – you can fly high, but there is no escape from work. The little condor needs to grow – she is talking to her mother through her ego-self, meaning “I want this to be easy, or I don’t want to do it”. The caring mother says: okay, let me show you first how your life can be when you put the work into it, and then you decide if you want to be the average condor. We all have these two parts of us fighting with each other. The wise, warm mother inside of us tells us to go to the gym and do our exercises, you are born to be healthy and to live well, but the little part of you, your ego side, is telling you to skip it, life is short, you don’t have to be that what other people tell you, sit on the couch.  

But this ego talk is not healthy for you, it drags you into low altitudes, it drags you on your sofa, it drags you to be around the wrong people who tell you that “it’s not worth it”, have that ice creams, drink that coke, stay in the easy job, don’t write that book, don’t do that course and so on and so on.  So, the story really brings you to the idea that if you were born for the high mountains, don’t rest on laurels, do the work, go and see places and feel them to try if that’s the life you belong to, sing that first song if you are a singer and then tell us if that’s not for you. Write that first book chapter and tell us this is not for you, because it did not work out the first time. You need to listen to the wise strong mother inside you and which whispers to you: do the work first, work on yourself, don’t rest on laurels. Trust the wise mother, don’t fall into the lazy, small ego talk. 

Thanks for today. Again, I hope the story has left a spark in your heart to follow your dreams and the life you were born to live. 

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