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Boy was today a Monday-feeling Monday!
I felt like I was in a fog all day and this is with three cups of coffee. Upside is that despite fog in my brain, there is much to be grateful for.
…every Monday, we post seven positives from the previous seven days of the week as a reminder of what we have so that the week starts out on an upswing. There is much truth in the belief that happy people attract good things, so it is important to start the week out right. Sometimes it’s the more grand, but other times, it’s the simple things.~ Key + Arrow
7 for Seven originated at Key + Arrow and here are my 7 positives for this week:
Another day. Today I want to give thanks and celebrate each and every step forward, backward, sideways even…that has brought me closer to the me I was created to be.
Sunday Lunch courtesy my sister. Working on a Sunday in never ever cool. I am blessed with a sister who not only cooks Sunday lunch like mummy used to but shares that lunch with me.
Celebrating a milestone with my cousin. Moving into your first home is always a great accomplishment, more so when you are building your dream home. My cousin hosted the family for his house-warming and it felt great to be able to share in his happiness.
Rainy days. I love the rain, it makes for sleep-ins, cuddles and hot coffee. Some of my favourite things.
There is always a way. It’s easy to fall into a funk when things aren’t going all that great, but I have been blessed in the last week with hope. Every time I thought it was time to throw in the towel, something or someone happened to shine a light on the way forward. I am keeping hope alive.
Side hustles. Here’s to side hustles becoming the main hustle. I’m working hard to make that happen and the little wins along the way keep me going.
Morning rituals. When you find that morning ritual that works for you, it really changes your life.
And there you have it. Short and pretty sweet. My hope is that by turning my focus to all that I have to be grateful for at the start of my work week, by sowing my own seeds of faith and gratitude, I can carry with me and reap the rewards of “positivity + balance + bliss” throughout the days ahead. Hmmm I do feel better!
If you’re reading this, this is me blowing some glitter and confetti on you because you’re super blessed to have received the gift of another 86,400 seconds today, to spend any way you desire. What made you happy today? What are you grateful for? I would love to hear from you.
I have done two marathons, one half marathon and countless other grueling hikes and challenges and none of them gave me a sense of achievement as being able to get over my fear of the ocean and do this. Totally out of my comfort zone and oh so worth it.
You can check out more great Achievements for this week’s photo challenge here.
I’m linking up again this week with the lovely Kate and the other awesome writers of the Five Minute Friday community.
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Before the first rays of sunlight creep across the sky…my alarm goes off. Lately I have been getting up before the alarm so that I have a “extra” few minutes to stretch before I get out of bed.
Sometimes, I just want to stay a while, lie still and thank the Lord for another day. Most times after about 5 minutes of snuggling deeper into the lingering warmth and coziness of my sheets, I get off my bed and start my Keurig for the first cup of the morning. My warm lemon water first thing.
It does not take more than two minutes and then I am back in my bed sipping my lemon water…usually getting my mind ready for the day ahead. I take this time pray and then read a chapter or two from my current light read. This week it’s Dying To Be Me by Anita Moorjani.
Half hour creeps by. The rest of the world is waking up now. I can hear the traffic growing. I hear the engines and the horns but I have already centered my being so that the harsh realities of the new day seem bearable.
It’s time for my first cup of coffee. Back to my Keurig. I choose my “mug of the day” and then carefully make my coffee.
Stop. Sip. Savor. Repeat.
This time out of time before the world wakes up…is the favourite part of my day.
The mornings when I oversleep for whatever reason and miss this ritual…my whole day seems off. Because it is never just another day.
Today is an opportunity to start again.
You never know if this is going to be your last today…so you make each one count.
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My sister called me recently, in tears about a ‘situation’ that happened over the phone. Apparently she telephoned a relative of ours to wish him a “happy birthday” and instead of receiving a thank you, she was attacked for something unrelated that he perceived to be a “grave transgression.”
Her phone call degenerated into irrational and baseless accusations and foul language on the part of our relative and I had to interrupt my sister during her re-telling of this story to ask two questions:
The first: Was he high?
And then: Why didn’t you hang up? (I’m an a-hole like that you see.)
She didn’t have an answer.
Now imagine my sister was probably the only other relative other than his children and siblings who remembered and actually called to wish him a happy birthday, yet this was the treatment meted out to her.
I feel sorry for someone who could be so unhappy on their birthday that they will treat a well-wisher this way far less a relative. But so it goes with sour apples. Quite like rotten ones, they can, if allowed…attempt to ruin the whole bunch.
Negative people or sour apples can be loud, crass, highly critical, pessimistic, disruptive, and so bereft of words they resort to using obscene language to destroy, distract and otherwise negatively impact the experiences and lives of those around them.
My sister engaged this negative person because she thought more about what he “thought” than her own peace of mind. Why she felt the need to give him a listening ear when he was clearly trying to destroy her through a phone call speaks more about her than it does him.
Because this is what I expect of him; he thrives on creating chaos and acting as if he is above reproach for his actions and words, even when he is blighting his own experiences or in this particular case using obscene language while referring to my mother – his sister. May she rest in peace.
As for my sister, the Second Agreement of Don Miguel Ruiz’s classic, The Four Agreements applies here. Dont take anything personally. This was about him. Not her.
Whatever happens around you, don’t take it personally… Nothing other people do is because of you. It is because of themselves. All people live in their own dream, in their own mind; they are in a completely different world from the one we live in. When we take something personally, we make the assumption that they know what is in our world, and we try to impose our world on their world.
Even when a situation seems so personal, even if others insult you directly, it has nothing to do with you. What they say, what they do, and the opinions they give are according to the agreements they have in their own minds…Taking things personally makes you easy prey for these predators, the black magicians (or sour apples). They can hook you easily with one little opinion and feed you whatever poison they want, and because you take it personally, you eat it up….
My sister, like the rest of us decides who is allowed into her (head)space. We decide who and what we allow to disturb our peace of mind. Instead of engaging him and trying to reason with him and thus allowing his tirade to sour her evening, she could have calmly said, “This is not what I called you for. Have a good birthday.” And hung up.
There is a huge amount of freedom that comes to you when you take nothing personally. You become immune to black magicians, and no spell can affect you regardless of how strong it may be. The whole world can gossip about you, and if you don’t take it personally you are immune. Someone can intentionally send emotional poison, and if you don’t take it personally, you will not eat it. When you don’t take the emotional poison, it becomes even worse in the sender, but not in you.
As you make a habit of not taking anything personally, you won’t need to place your trust in what others do or say. You will only need to trust yourself to make responsible choices. You are never responsible for the actions of others; you are only responsible for you. When you truly understand this, and refuse to take things personally, you can hardly be hurt by the careless comments or actions of others.
Sour apples, bad apples…or black magicians are not necessarily bad people. When we understand their motivations and the fact that they are just caught up in their own reality, we are therefore, empowered not to let their perceptions affect our own. Easier said than done. But certainly worth the effort.