The Magic of Winging It

2018-02-18 08.50.49-1Winging it is my new favourite phrase. I may make it my slogan. I am owning that shit. I used to think it had negative connotations because, well, you should know what you are doing and where things are going and how things are going to work out at all times. I always thought winging it meant that you just didn’t care enough to know better. But…it’s kind of glorious. And it’s a relief. I don’t have to know everything about what’s going on or what’s going to happen all of the time. In fact it’s probably better that I don’t because I’m starting to realise that that not knowing may be where the magic sneaks in.

I haven’t always had to know everything, I know…shocking. I haven’t always relied on being in control all of the time. I think becoming a mumma has nudged me that way a bit. When I moved to Scotland I had to trust that I would be OK. I had help but I also had a big old dose of…’Fuck it, let’s just see what happens.’ And with that attitude and openness to the move I met amazing people, found a great place to live, and had fabulous experiences. I was open to it so it all sort of worked out. There was a bit of magic about it. Things working out just right or I met the right people at the right time or I experienced things I hadn’t even dreamed about all because I was willing to wing it. I didn’t realise that was what I was doing at the time but in hindsight I can see that’s exactly what it was. I maybe trusted the universe a wee bit more back then.

Meeting M is another example of this. We met online. We were both in just the right place at just the right time. We were both ready to meet someone and feeling positive about seeing where the experience of it would take us. When you think about it, it’s madness! It had to all work out just right for both of us to be in that place at the same time. And worked out it has.

Don’t get me wrong. I was nervous and scared and felt all the horrible feels that come along with doing new things and putting yourself out there but I did them anyways. I flexed my bravery muscle a bit more and trusted a lot. And funnily enough my anxiety was not nearly as active back then as it has been more recently. It’s almost like trying to know and control everything is more anxiety inducing. Huh.

Elizabeth Gilbert has written a gorgeous book called ‘Big Magic’ and in it writes:

‘Keep your eyes open. Listen. Follow your curiosity. Ideas are constantly trying to get our attention. Let them know you’re available.’

She has the most beautiful concept about creativity. Basically all the ideas for everything are floating about waiting to find their human buddy. If you aren’t open or ready or able to partner up, it moves on to someone who is. A lot of creative and successful people believe in a similar notion.

Noel Gallagher commented on this theory when discussing Oasis’ song, ‘Don’t look back in Anger.’ He said that if Oasis hadn’t written it, someone else would have. He believes that the song was meant to be and was going to be created one way or the other but that the band were open to it at the time. So they won that lottery.

I love this theory. I love the thought that all these little creations are floating about waiting for their human partners to be open and available for them to match up with and are ready to start getting busy creating. It is changing the way I look at things. I want more creativity in my life, more opportunities to create, make, do. I want to be more a part of my life, more ‘in it’. I want to believe there is magic in the world and that it’s all around us. I want to believe that I just need to give space for that magic to pop in for a chat and a play. For me that means less chatter going on in my brain. Less busy-ness. That means more quiet time, meditation or mindful moments, walks outside in nature. More baths and swims and watching the birds. Whatever stills the old noggin.

It also means being more trustful in the universe, the people around me and myself. Trusting that I don’t need to know it all, that I can figure it out along the way. Or someone who can help 2018-02-02 12.50.04-1or inspire me will pop along or let me know, Or I’ll be in the right place at the right time. Or that rather than feeling like I need to know exactly what my ‘passion’ or ‘purpose’ is going to be, I can just start something right now that may bring me to something else. I don’t have to have it all figured out. I can just take a wee step and see what happens. I can wing it. Hence the blog. I was mulling and thinking and deciding all over the place and it wasn’t a good look (hello brain fatigue). But between M and Jen Sincero (mentioned last time) I decided to just go for it. It may not be forever or come to anything but  it might just be the thing that gets all the lovely, juicy magical flow going.

And the wondrous wee thing is that since allowing myself to be vulnerable and positive about this new adventure that is the blog, being ready to try new things, feeling more open to meeting new people and just basically, allowing myself to wing it; little sparks of magic have started to appear. Little moments of coincidences, wee waves of wonder, small glimpses of sunshine. Like, the second I became more available I noticed it. No joke.

Now, of course you need to dream, plan and work your ass off for your goals. Of course you do. No goals are met without those important steps. But not to the point where you shut out all other possible outcomes. Or close yourself off to the lovely bit of charm that may come your way. Who knows where your journey may take you. Plus, I don’t know about you, but hanging around the sort of people who are excited about their lives is much nicer than being around people who believe that ‘life is shit and then you die.’ Especially the people who have experienced pain, loss or struggle and still…STILL believe that life has magic in it. If I like and want to hanging around the queens and kings of winging it, then I better up my game.

Call it naïve, overly optimistic, silly, simplistic…whatever. I’m calling it the magic of winging it. And I’m going for it in all its positive, wondrous glory. I’m all in. Here’s to recognising and allowing more magic into our lives and into a world that really could use it. Here’s to winging it.




2 thoughts on “The Magic of Winging It

  1. Loved this! I think it sums up how we all feel a lot of the time. I think that being curious and asking questions and maybe not always getting it right is sometimes a good thing!

    Keep doing what your doing as I’m loving reading it!

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