No one I know likes to do the same thing twice. How does that saying go, something about insanity is equivalent to repeating the same thing over and over and getting the same resul? I am insane. I have to be because I spend most of my days repeating what was already done.
Chase has a water rocket project due tomorrow. The instructions said the kids would have an opportunity each week to test their rockets. His has been done for over two weeks but guess what? The kids weren’t given the opportunity to finally test until today which I remind you is the day before it is due. So, his rocket flew like a superhero but didn’t survive the crash of a landing. So, rocket #2 was completed a few minutes ago but we have no idea how it will fly. Keep your fingers crossed because the bulk of his grade depends on how long it stays in the air and its ability to relaunch. 6 more days of school and Groundhog Day will soon be over. How do you feel about having to do the same thing twice? Is this a pattern in your life as well?
What goes down, down, down must come up, up, up.
Everything I needed to learn, I was taught in grade school. At least that’s what I thought back then. What goes up, must come down. We tested this theory by throwing a paper ball in the air. The result was the same every single time. It’s what they didn’t teach in any level of schooling that is most disappointing. Everything seemed so simple then. All these theories and laws convinced me to believe that everything made sense. If you thought about something long enough, it would be possible to figure it out. We learned about the Laws of Motion. What we didn’t learn was how to survive the unbalanced force that would cripple us because we had the misfortune of being pummeled as it crossed our path. Sometimes there is no force strong enough to get us moving again. Sometimes we become so stunned and injured that we are stuck in that place, stuck in our tracks. They say for every action there is an opposite and equal reaction. I’ve got to believe what goes down, down, down must eventually come back up. I just wish there was a formula to tell us when.
I’ve never been much of a sports fan in the past. Once we moved to Oklahoma though, I took an intense interest in the Thunder basketball team. Watching them the last few games, I saw something inside of me that I didn’t notice before. To be totally honest I did not think they had the slightest chance to beat the Spurs. Not only did they win the series and move on to play the Golden State Warriors, they actually won game one. I didn’t even think they would get that far.
I am filled with limiting beliefs that just aren’t true. My own thoughts have been filled with doubt and dressed in defeat. I cannot believe I missed this before. We are more capable then our thoughts would ever allow us to believe and it’s important to remind ourselves of that. Our thoughts are so much smaller than we actually are. Don’t hold your own self back. Believe in yourself and that all things are possible because they really are possible. Now believe. It can happen.
Remember not only to say the right thing in the right place, but far more difficult still, to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment.
I saw a turtle in the road the other day. Instantly I could feel my heartbeat speed up. I held so much anger toward that little turtle. I even asked my son if I should hit him. As I drove up closer there was no way I could harm him. Not a chance. Besides, that turtle was not the turtle responsible for totaling my car. I realized at that very second how often we project anger onto people who don’t deserve it. It’s more common than I ever realized. How many times has someone had to absorb anger that should have been directed at somebody else?
Remember this lesson. It’s an important one. Don’t pick on the turtles and learn to direct your anger at something productive like walking rather than at another human being. The way you deal with anger tells a lot about who you really are.
You’ll never know who you are unless you shed who you pretend to be.
I decided to pick up one of Wayne Dyers books today. If I was completely honest with myself, I’d have to admit I’ve had some pretty negative feelings toward people lately. I just get to that point where enough is enough. I can feel myself sinking into the negativity as the anger wells up in my veins and I recognize the time has come to return back to a peaceful, loving person I am meant to be.
Wayne suggests that instead of dwelling on the separateness we feel with one another, we should make it a point to try and see others as an extension of ourselves. Is there any way possible to see yourself in someone completely different in every way? This in turn would replace separation with connectedness and the whole cycle would reverse in direction.
Let’s just say I spent an hour in the pharmacy today. Everything was a total screw up but I recalled a time in the workplace I was that person on the causing end of messing everything up. I was kind and patient and an hour later, the whole mess was cleaned up.
So today, I challenge you to focus more on making connections than separations. You will be challenged beyond belief but I promise you will feel your heart soften and your lips smile. What do you say? Do you accept the challenge? The result might surprise you.
I am constantly bombarded with friends who are obsessed with their child’s scores. They are scrambling to do everything to increase their child’s ACT or SAT score. I say, let it be. Why try to extend ourselves beyond who we are? If I am only five feet tall, no matter how many times I have people try and stretch me, I will still only be five feet tall. I am a hater of perfection or the path for striving for this false sense of superiority. My kids are good enough just the way they are and with the scores they are able to achieve. It’s that simple. I find it ridiculous that a students education is based solely on a single test. I promise how they answer those test questions does not represent the students creativity, knowledge or uniqueness. Everything is a joke and I’m not falling for it. I will spend $1000 on a family vacation before I’d ever consider spending it on a course designed to maybe improve a score. My priorities are just different and that’s okay.
How would your life be different if…You stopped allowing other people to dilute or poison your day with their words or opinions? Let today be the day…You stand strong in the truth of your beauty and journey through your day without attachment to the validation of othersSteve Maraboli
The truth can really hurt sometimes. There have been many times in my life that I have allowed the expectations of others to make me feel inadequate. Inadequate doesn’t even seem like the right word. I have allowed others to make me feel embarrassed about who I am. I cringe as I type the words. I’ve often wondered what it would take for me to feel like I was an important, successful human being. What would I have to do to feel like I had significant value? The answer became apparent over the last two weeks. The truth is, I have always been valuable. I am enough exactly the way I am. My importance and value does not depend on a degree I hold or a job title that sits on my desk just because someone else thinks so. My worth is not determined by how perfect I am as a wife or a mother or even a human being based on someone’s evaluation of who I am. I have allowed my value to be determined by others and that has been my biggest mistake. For years I have let people make me feel horrible about myself because I haven’t fit into the little box they’ve tried to stuff me in.You know what? I am bigger than that. I am bigger than that box. I have been blamed and questioned and allowed myself to fall victim to explaining who I am.
I could never, not even for a second, be good enough for the people who judge me. That is what people do like it or not. They make judgements about who they think we should be, what we should be doing and how we should be doing it. People tell me all the time what I will do or how I should be doing something differently. It amazes me. I am 45 years old and STILL I apologize for who I am.
Today I went for coffee. I didn’t put a stitch of makeup on and I wore my favorite yoga pants. It amazes me that we stoop to the point we even tell people how they should or shouldn’t dress. As if we weren’t capable enough to make the right decision on our own. Today I say buzz the hell off. Go away. I am enough and your opinion no longer holds any value. You will not define who I am or whether I have a purpose in this world.
I listened to someone speak at a graduation ceremony and she said something that really clicked. She explained to the students that they would still be given tests in life but they no longer had to worry about receiving a grade from somebody else. She went on to explain, life is in your hands and only you get to determine what your own grade is and what you’re worth. Amazing that I didn’t realize that twenty years sooner.
My new mantra: I am enough just as I am.
I am beautiful without makeup. I am skinny enough. I don’t need a paying job to hold value. I don’t have to be a perfect mom or perfect wife. It’s okay to make mistakes as I learn and grow. I refuse to live by someone else’s standards and let those ridiculous standards determine who I am. I am unapologetically me and only I get to decide my own worth. I am enough in each and every moment. The opinion of others will no longer weigh me down. I am free to be me. I AM FREE. Today is the first day of the rest of my life. This is who I am and if you have a problem with me it’s okay, just keep it to yourself.