I don’t know why this is true, but it seems to be the experience of many I admire. Life asks regular humans to push past what they think is possible, reasonable, or doable in order to find the hero lying dormant within them.
Today I heard myself think, I can’t handle this anymore. I stopped and changed my self-talk to I can do whatever life is requiring of me. Immediately I noticed tangible changes in my body:
- The “butterflies” in my stomach settled
- My mind quit racing
- My pulse decreased
- My breathing became less shallow
Labeling what is happening to me as “normal” instead of “unfair,” “unreasonable,” or “unhealthy” is my first step to stability. Stability must precede tenacity. And tenacity always precedes rewards.
(I reposted because I needed the reminder.)
Messed up day? Messed up life? Messed up anything?
When I quit arguing about this and took complete responsibility for turning off the complaints and turning on the acceptance, change began.
Without this first step, all others are more difficult.
Friday the 13th was my mother’s lucky day.
I can’t remember ever having a bad Friday the 13th, well, except maybe the day I went to see “Friday the 13th,” but, the superstitions part of me still wants to have it’s say. When Friday the 13th comes around, I hear myself thinking, “Uh-oh, watch out!” But, this year, I do not intend to listen.
Several years ago I started naming my years. Even-numbered years had always been my favorite until I noticed that the odd-numbered years had been more productive for me. So, instead of entertaining doubts at the beginning of 2018, I named 2018, “My Best Year Ever.”
And…it has been.
I’m carrying over that lesson:
Getting my head around this understanding of failure has been a real challenge.
Failure, to me, was always…
I spent many years hiding rejection scars, pretending I hadn’t failed, blaming and shaming myself and others about failures before I ever experienced the joy of failing forward.
“Failure is not your enemy but your guide to improvement.”
Changing to the habit of excepting my humanity, even laughing at my propensity to fail, has brought me massive relief…and always…closer to success.
Quick path to improved seeing and hearing:
Decide to see good in myself, others, and the world.
Commit to hear only that which is beneficial and productive.
Resolve to freely give kindness and forgiveness.
Watch my world change.
“People generally see what they look for, and hear what they listen for.” –Harper Lee
Today, I’m looking for good and listening for hope.
The most beautiful and lasting euphoria I have ever experienced has come from almost embarrassingly small things: victories over my fears:
- a tandem bungee jump
- fighting an “attacker” in a self-defense class
- resisting temptation that had formerly controlled me
- having the courage to face rejection
- giving when I thought I had nothing to give
“Strength doesn’t come from what you can do. It comes from overcoming the things you once thought you couldn’t.” -Rikki Rogers
Life is often ironic. Be willing to give it all in order to receive. Be willing to die in order to live.
I thought I stood alone and dejected, on a stark and menacing precipice overlooking a hopeless descent. I thought my life was a perpetual winter.
I had not heard the message of Spring: a message repeated over and over to me every year of my entire life…in loud, symphonic stereo;
“It may look dead, desolate, gone, sad and defeated, but appearances are deceiving. Just wait. Wait until you see the magic of transformation. Wait until the hidden life, the hidden hope, the hidden color, and the hidden blossom…that lives tenaciously in the dark of death…awakens.”
“…no spring skips its turn.” -Hal Borland
Let winter come…and go.