Way back when, when we were all little kids (or as my daughter refers to my youth as, back in the "ice age"), we got the idea that other folks had to love our stunts, the crazy ideas we cooked up, how cute we were, and validate pretty much every move we made and every amazing thought we had. How did this happen? Well, how many times did we hear Good Job!? Every time we heard those words, it validated how great we were. It gave us permission to keep going. To strut our stuff.
So, some horrible circumstance has befallen us. Or we're worried about something that's happening in our life. What do we do? We create a horror movie. All doom and gloom of what might happen. Because we want to be prepared for just about anything. So we live in that movie. We wallow in that movie. That movie becomes our hell. Here's the thing. Why would we create this movie and live in that? And if the disaster we created actually does happen, why would we have put ourselves
Yes, I'm asking you to be thankful. Thankful for all those damn life lessons. Thankful for being beautiful, amazing, uniquely you. Thankful you get to create your reality. And thankful for whatever is flung your way. We've all been through some hideous events. But right now let's find something to appreciate about all of those. Yes, all of those. So stay with me. For everything that is happening or has happened, fill in the blank: This is good because ________________________
Yup, you've been delivered a nice big "Shit" sandwich. Everything was going great. You were feeling good. And then, wham! A shit sandwich from the delivery guy just when everything was going so well. Not only has the universe, your boss, your ______(fill in), delivered this to you, but it's a fancy deluxe - the works. Before you panic, decide to quit, go off to Tahiti, or cry in your beer, know this. There is a reason. (Oh no. Not that again. Another lesson. Oh goody. Just wa