you know the type.
bubbly, energetic, always a positive attitude, half glass full, etc. i confess that that is me, 1/2 glass full, most of the time. let me also confess that i love trying to always remain upbeat – striving to be energetic about the possibilities that lie ahead. the keyword there is: trying.
but, sometimes the glass cracks, and you just can’t figure out how to keep the water in the glass, let alone measure how much is in there. some person cuts you off in traffic, your kid gets sick (and then you have to disinfect the bathroom at 1 a.m.), your significant other leaves their wet towel on the wooden chair, etc. and you fume. you fill with toxic ideas of just what you would throw on the windshield of the crazy driver. you want to tell the puke-y tot to clean up after themselves because you have a big presentation in the morning, and you need your beauty sleep gosh darn it. and the towel? how many (insert choice words) times do you have to say it?
forget that stuff.
i am here to tell you i have had cracked glass, and Waterford clarity, and positive is the way to go. when you have a “what a great day, what a great life” kind of attitude, your life tends to fall into place positively. and when it doesn’t? eat some chocolate and try again. seriously though, you all know some “negative nincompoop” that is always 1/2 glass empty. (sorry if the word poop offends you, but everyone does it, and sorry if you are that nincompoop).
here’s the lowdown, lovely style:
we all have those days, those moments, those fragile, tragic, sad years.
those days, those years, those moments will pass. things will get better. life will be lovely again. not always, not every single moment will it be lovely, with cartoon birds chirping good morning and little woodlands animals picking your clothes for the day (but wouldn’t that rock for mondays?). the best way to get to that lovely place where it is better, and your favorite song seems to find you more often than not, is to breathe and share. huh?
okay, i have never been lucky enough to grace a yoga class with my nimble, elegant, swan-like figure (okay, now laugh). but, what i know about yoga, i like. as far as i’ve read, you need to remain as calm and centered as possible, and you must breathe. there are exercises that are strictly for breathing. imagine how much easier it would be to throw that pop on the crazy driver’s window if you were centered emotionally like a yogi? kidding about the pop. but, very serious about the breathing.
next time you have a negative nincompoop moment, just. . . . . . . breathe. take as many breaths as you need to feel better, to calm your thoughts, to ease your negativity. think about how you can transform maybe not the situation or event that has happened, but how you can feel or react to it. how can you remember to be forever lovely about whatever has transpired?
now, with the sharing. get ready for some kumbaya stuff.
i would like you to all know that i am a self-confessed hippie kid (post 60’s, current day). i do think everyone should always work out their differences, love their neighbor as they would want to be loved, and all love peace signs and butterflies. but, as many of my family and friends have pointed out – that is not always possible. people are different, think differently, love differently.
we are all people. a very smart, kind friend of mine once said that as people, we all just want to be validated and loved. she’s right. so what better way to validate and love those around us then by sharing all of our nincompoop-ness? kidding, but not really.
the best way to help ourselves remember that it is going to be alright, is to release whatever negativity we have, into the arms of those who love us. let them know how we are feeling, talk through it, hug them tightly with the knowledge that they want the best for us. as soon as we share what is going on in our lives, and ask for help, or just a listening ear, we find, our burdens are easier. less stressful. more manageable. we might even find others share our stories, our problems, our worries. or, and this is the best part – we may find that just by talking it through, that we may feel the negativity just dissipate. we may get that bird-chirping, woodland creature feeling, just by letting someone else know we are having a rough go of it.
because most of the time, the person listening on the other end, isn’t having a bad day at the same time you are, and they can help ease your pain a bit.
validated and loved.
i like it.
not being a negative nincompoop?
being forever lovely?
always trying my friends, hope you are as well.
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lovely quote to help with your week:
♥ “there are always flowers for those who want to see them.” Henry Matisse ♥