• Myles Biggs

Chase Your Opossums

It's time to clean the unwanted visitors out of your metaphorical garage.


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A few months ago, a sudden burst of inspiration came over me and I decided to clean out my garage. I started by backing the two cars out into the driveway and then went to move my mower.


That's when things got weird.


I saw what looked like a piece of mulch on the seat of my mower. And then another on the floor next to it. This struck me as odd.


How did mulch get directly in the middle of my seat?


Upon closer inspection, including a sniff-test, I learned that this "mulch" was in fact poop. Too large to be a mouse, too small to be my dog. I was officially confounded.


After I moved the mower - I saw them. Two terrified eyes staring back at me.



I had found the owner of the poop. An opossum.


As I tried to shepherd the animal out of my garage, this thing was somehow able to shape shift and lodge itself into the smallest and darkest areas of my garage. No box or power tool was safe.


What ensued was an hour-long battle for dominance.


I ended up moving everything in my garage so that no two objects were touching; making sure that the opossum had nowhere to hide.


Then, with a broom outstretched in one hand, my legs parted in a power stance and my other arm poised behind me for balance, I swash-buckled that thing out of my garage and into a field beside my house.


I then puffed my chest out and grunted vigorously: extremely proud of my male dominance.


As I returned to my garage, I realized that this would no longer be a simply 10-second-tidy. I had literally torn the room apart to vanquish the best.


A few hours, and several chapters of an audio book later, I pulled the mower and cars back in and stood aside to gaze upon my masterpiece.


My Point In All This


I felt amazing after that garage was cleaned. I had found an intruder, successful evicted him and then reorganized my domain: every tool had its place, there was no dust or debris and it just felt larger, with a hint of "anything is possible" in the air.


This got me thinking:


What other opossums are there in my life?


When taken as a metaphor and not literally, our opossums can be stress, anxiety, disorganized workstations, messy homes, friends who are more of a drain on our emotions than a source of strength, etc.


Getting rid of these opossums can be a scary and messy endeavor. They bare their teeth. They hiss. They charge you.


BUT


When you stand your ground and assert your rightful claim to your own head space, it's worth the battle each and every time.


The world right now is teetering on insane.


Many of us our quarantined and have been forced to look our opossums in the eye on a daily basis.


Today I challenge you to stand up, lay claim to your space and put in as many hours as needed to chase whatever doesn't belong in our life.


Immediately after you have success in chasing them out, you'll look back on what may seem to be an utter mess of mental or physical space. But, with a little time and effort, that mess is really an opportunity to put things back together the way they should have always been organized. It's a chance to level-up in your life and move on to bigger and better things.


Chase your opossums, people.

Contact

If you're interested in being on the Podcast, would like me to speak at one of your events or simply want to chat, here is my contact information:

Myles@RTJMedia.com 

(570) 217 - 3241

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