I’m SO freakin’ excited. As many of you know Iíve been invited to rock the stage with Louise Hay, Wayne Dyer, Cheryl Richardson, Doreen Virtue and other teacher/authors who have inspired me at two Hay House conferences (one in San Jose this coming weekend and one in NYC in Fall 2012).
The minute I found out, I lapsed into a sort of happy shock, in which I couldnít feel my feet, so I decided it was time to meditate to get back in my body and integrate the news. The lashing that ensued between my Inner Pilot Light and my Gremlin was a throw down so epic I had to share it with you because I suspect it might sound familiar to you. The conversation went something like this.
The Throw Down
Inner Pilot Light: Congratulations Lissa! Youíve worked so hard for this and itís about time everybody is figuring it out.
Gremlin: Oh, you fraud. Wow, youíve really pulled the wool over their eyes on this one, havenít you? But theyíre gonna find out the minute you open your mouth that you canít hold a candle to those people. You might as well just back out with your tail between your legs before you make a big fool of yourself.
Inner Pilot Light: Whoíre you calling a candle there, bucko? Iím a bonfire, baby, and Iím raging, so back off buster and go hide in your hole.
Gremlin: Youíre probably gonna freeze the minute they give you the mike. There youíll be in front of 3,000 people who paid good money and youíll forget everything you wanted to say. Not that you have anything original to say anyway. I mean, itís all been said before anyway and youíre just mouthing off about shit nobody cares about anyway, so why donít you just shut your pie hole and get over yourself?
Inner Pilot Light: Wow, someone must not have gotten enough love when you were a little baby Gremlin. Come here, hon. Let me snuggle you. There, there, nice Gremlin.
Gremlin: Back off, bitch and quit spouting off worthless platitudes that are only glib attempts to make Lissa feel better about her crappy self.
Inner Pilot Light: Thatís it. Youíre impossible. Iím not speaking to you anymore. Lissa is the shit, and the message sheís teaching will change the world and heal so many people. This is what she was born to do. Like The Universe has been lining all this up so she could just skip along the path and serve as an agent of love, healing, and positive change. Like people need what sheís doing like they need blood, like they need oxygen.
Gremlin: Oh zip it, wonít you already? Get off your freakiní high horse and quit being such a narcissist! Hereís how it goes.†Nobody really cares about you, Lissa.†Youíre not worthy.† This was all some big mistake and theyíll realize they screwed up soon enough. Youíre just one big failure and youíll never amount to anything, no matter what conference you get invited to speak at.
Next: The threeway