Ever and always some of the best advice on the planet…
Behavior or actions generally come with – what I perceive as – “pre-existing conditions.” There’s:
. . .Past experiences
The stresses of our current lives
Our mood(s) at any given moment, and. . .
Whatever beliefs and conditioning we have had over time.
That’s a LOT. . .
So just as with us, another person’s behavior(s) and actions(s) aren’t because of you, about you, or even your fault. Most of the time it’s all that other “pre-existing” stuff that gets in the way…
“You have no power over me” is one of the most incredible phrases you will ever have in your arsenal, and it’s one you should say in your mind often. No one has the right, nor the ability, to control you, your emotions, your thoughts, your attitudes, your behaviors…or your day! Only YOU have that power, so don’t knowingly give it away by letting their “stuff” creep in.
Definitely easier said than done but it truly is like having peace in your pocket – peace is in your possession at ALL times.
You are so much stronger than you think.
When you are in the throes of despair, frustration, anger. . .take a moment to b r e a t h e.
Take a moment – at the hardest time at which TO a breath. Feel…allow…the in…and the out.
Remind yourself within that space that you have accomplished so much more than you are giving yourself credit for. You have surmounted obstacles at one time that seemed impossible. You are in charge.
Remember you are a survivor and a fighter and that you will get through it just like you have so many times before.
As the wise saying goes. . .
It isn’t designed to put Life into a negative light, nor to add a sense of morbid urgency. . .but the idea is that Life – truly – is a gift.
The people we love, the blessings we have. . .most of all, our own breath, are gifts.
To recognize the temporal confines of this “go ’round” is to bring our awareness to the beauty, the good, the positive, the happy.
We have no control over how much time we are – or are not – given, nor the time given those we cherish. . .
We can, however, find joy in each present moment. We have the choice.
If you find you cannot. . .endeavor to seek it out – fervently – lest time march past before you discover you had the power all along.
Once upon a time I worried about what people thought. I worried about if they’d like what I was wearing, if I looked silly, or if the things I enjoyed weren’t “cool.” But it didn’t last particularly long, those worrisome spells, because I simply couldn’t mold myself to fit within the confines that others did.
Boxes didn’t work for me, and I made myself sick – in the short time I tried to care – trying to figure out what I was “supposed to” do, and “supposed to” be. Based on someone else’s definition, by the way. I was like a dodecahedron trying to fit into a triangular shape – I had so many facets, I’d make a gemologist spin, and the “mold” simply didn’t work.
I feel like that was fortunate for me, though. . .because I learned to just do my thing and be, unabashedly, my curiously off-beat self. It’s so much easier when you don’t have to squeeze yourself in to other shapes. It’s SO much easier being authentic than having to remember the details of the “lie” that you pretend to live.
The world doesn’t need more conformists…it needs the beautiful variety that all of us bring to life. It’s not only okay to be you, it’s what you, and everyone else deserves. If someone takes issue, that’s okay – that’s for them to worry about.
Do your thing, and be ridiculous if you want to. Even if it means wearing obnoxiously-printed leggings, leg warmers a la 1982, and Thundercat shoes at age 38.
Happiness is the heart of the beholder. ❤
Courage isn’t always that stoic, fearless lion’s face people post all the time. It isn’t necessarily stronger than the storm, like quotations always say…
Courage isn’t necessarily so earth-shattering that anyone else even sees it but you. . .
Often, it is that gentle whisper in your ear. . .that feeling within you that says, “I have tomorrow to try again.”
Don’t give up, or allow discouragement to take hold – small steps are still progress. One day at a time is more that good enough.
This quotation jumped out at me when I saw it posted in the ether some time ago… It rings so very true for me. I couldn’t say whether it is a result of an empathic heart, INFJ tendencies, or the heavily-leaning introverted side of a potentially ambiverted personality. . .
My solitude is my sanity, and there are times when I must shut out all but what my body does involuntarily – my beating heart, and a chest which rises and falls like the tides, my sole companions.
For a long, long time, the thought of anyone in my space bordered on “terrifying.” It was not specifically a fear of loss, whether to freedom, or privacy, or presence…but more that my soul needed the expanse in which to re-calibrate and recharge. It felt almost like an affront to my very essence to have someone impede spatially in my life – as if I had no sanctuary my own.
I’m still a lot like a lone wolf, but there is one person with whom I am blessed beyond rhyme and reason to have in my life. And he…he won me over so much so that his presence challenged my comfort zone…and single-handedly defeated it.