I'm going to try and post every Thursday. Pretty ambitious for me! But life is full of challenges and small opportunities, so here's to me and everyone who subscribes to living life with fortitude.
While working on some other writings I have in the works today, I was reliving some past memories that were a bit on the harsh side. I found myself laughing at what I went through and how I handled things at the time. Laughing....
While I thought this was a very strange reaction, it dawned on me that actually I had let all the negative vibs go. I no longer thought of things as a tragedy or felt like having a mini pity party. I find myself in a good place. I enjoy being able to see the comical aspects of trying to work my way out of rough situations. The flashback of " what was I thinking" and "did that really come out of my mouth" permeates my reflections. The situation usually seemed more dramatic than they actually were. I'll have to remember that next time I get myself in a fix. I think in general, if we find ourselves in a tough situation where we are wanting to overreact and temporary loose our composure; we need to take a cleansing deep breath, in through the nose and out the mouth...smile and force a small giggle..the people around us might think we've lost it, but deep inside our psyche our blood pressures will drop, we relax a bit and the problem wont seem so invasive. In turn, we are better off dealing in an effective positive way. This process sounds a bit silly, but it works. Give it a try. Make it a personal experiment. Peace~
~Thoughts and ideas, ponderings and good advice, mixed with a bit of fun for your day!
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