"She can tell you all about it, she sees it in the stars . . . "
What is WITH all the OVERREACTION lately?
Clients, lenders, escrow officers and other agents, waving their arms wildly over things that in 5000 years no one but cockroaches and Cher will remain to recall.
- "I can't BELIEVE I'm not getting my call returned 'yesterday'" (we don't know what someone else is going through)
- "OMG, they actually made a MISTAKE?" (totally fixable-very little isn't and what isn't is meant to be that way, find a workaround!)
- "WHOSE FAULT IS THIS?" (uhhh . . . NO ONE'S? Let's just FIX it and show em why we rule ass!)
We are emotional beings, all of us.
This is an emotional business (yeah, even my cerebral, logical world of AZ CRE).
We're all sensitive and thinking ahead, behind . . .
EVERYWHERE EXCEPT IN THE MOMENT.
So, this beautiful Fort Mohave Saturday morning, as I finish my morning constitutional (water, a green drink, half a cup of java and some stillness with intent) and set out to tackle the important stuff (walking Bella Luna who will not be denied, before temps hit 100) and get my desk cleared (OMG, I cannot stop getting LISTINGS! wooooohooooo! My DESK looks like a war zone but it's all good!).
I consider The Four Agreements - Be Impeccable With Your Word, Don't Take Anything Personally, Don't Make Assumptions, Always Do Your Best - and realize that no one's holding a gun to our head to hop on others' misery train.
Take a moment to be still.
Be the adult in the room while everyone thrashes about like children.
Refuse to play into a war game.
Do what it takes to make and stick the deal.
Ignore the noise.
See the humor (this is magic! There is ALWAYS something to smile about!)
This will save your deals.
This will save your sanity.
THIS WILL SAVE YOUR LIFE.
I will tell you a little story. My mom, one of the best people in the world, had one FATAL flaw - CODEPENDENCY. She worried so much about my siblings (never me--I was the well balanced 'third parent' in my family, LOL)
The first time she got cancer, I WARNED her that her continuous wishing for things to be the way they were, her constant striving to solve problems that really weren't hers and her attempts to CONTROL others' free will would kill her.
The second time she got cancer, I reminded her that I warned her and she had better get her act together. She was brilliant, and knew I was right - but old habits are hard to break. She allowed her love for her children to become a burning desire to make them change their lives, which she had no power to do. So she poisoned herself with her fears.
The third time, she just couldn't fight any more. She still made it to 82--but she could have made it to 100 if she had just let that shit go.
Don't get involved in others' emotional trips. They are not yours, you have no business there.
It is not your call how people behave, whether they follow your rules, whether they follow THE rules. This is your opportunity to shine!
To be the solution with style and supreme hotness. You know I think you're fabulous.
If you feel spent, like you just can't deal, step around it, and move toward your truth in light and joy. Rest and recharge, if even just for a few moments. Ground yourself. Throw back a shot. Hit the bong. I don't care how you mellow out. Just do it!
If you must deal, breathe and clear your head. Then go back in, with DETACHMENT and CLARITY.
If it's not absolutely necessary, step back. Remember that directions are always relative.
99% of the problem is that we see the problem AS A PROBLEM.
What if, in Divine timing, it's all going according to plan? Even the stupid and wrong and painful is taking us to where we ultimately need to be?
And in real estate transactions, as in life, do what you say you'll do, don't take it personally, don't assume, and do your best.
"Oh well, it's been a good day in hell . . . but tomorrow I'll be glory bound!"