Mark Twain said “I’ve been through some terrible things in my life, some of which actually happened.”
I noticed this habit in myself the other day. We had some news that didn’t make me particularly happy. Okay, it pretty much made me really, really upset. And I didn’t stop there. Oh no sirree. In my mind I assumed it would get worse. I had imaginary conversations with a variety of imaginary people. Well they’re real people, but I was just imagining them in my mind. You know what I mean.
I had all sorts of thoughts that in and of themselves were…just that…thoughts, but I accepted them, I dwelt on them, I even managed to magnify them. Imagine that!
I was heading down the rabbit hole. No I was definitely in the rabbit hole and it was pretty dark in there. I felt sad. Wow. That’s no surprise given the thoughts I was having. And they were not of the ‘let’s go and celebrate’ kind. Who knew that thoughts beget feelings? What? You mean I’ve been saying this for months and yet here I am…just like Alice.
I remembered something my Mum had told me. “You can’t be aware of a fault or even greatness in another were that fault or greatness not in you.” And my soul said, time to get over it…but sometimes my soul can be, well soulful and wasn’t ready to give it all up quite yet. It can be quite temperamental, probably high on doughnuts.
So I persisted. Beliefs are powerful things and I kept getting dragged by the scruff of my neck, back down the rabbit hole. I resolved I was only going to react in a positive manner and for five minutes I did. Then, woops there went Alice again. Hey, I never said this stuff was easy. It’s definitely simple, if not always effortless.
Meanwhile, My Darling One had shrugged it all off and moved on. Grrr. Have I mentioned he can be very zen?
At the end of the day I gave up being Alice. I sighed in relief, I think my soul was pretty happy too. Hmm is it time for another doughnut? Maybe not, better stop while I’m ahead.
Encourage each other.