What Do You Believe?

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“If you believe it will work out, you’ll see opportunities. If you believe it won’t you will see obstacles.”

~Wayne Dyer

I never actually considered this before but I have been testing the theory and miraculously it does work. Changing the way you look at something is the key to everything. 

I Love You With A Vengeance

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It amazes me how different we really are. One thing I’ve always been intrigued about is what determines our mindset. We can face the same exact situation and interpret it entirely different ways. What’s even crazier is how differently we react to the same situation.

For the life of me, I have tried my very best to understand why and how some people feel the need to punish people who displease them. What is the determining factor that allows someone to forgive and forget or maybe shake something off and the people who just cannot let things go. This eye for an eye mentality can really damage relationships, especially if the person who needs vengeance has a warped interpretation of reality in the first place. Generally, I have noticed that this group often feels victimized. Instead of seeing how aggressive they are, they are blinded to their own actions and become super focused on examining and interpreting the actions of others. It seems that obsession, apprehension and expectation that someone will wrong them becomes something they become addicted to. They like being the victim and they don’t even realize it. They actually convince themselves that they are the ones being mistreated and they don’t deserve it, because after all they do so much for the people in their lives. Only they don’t admit that what they do comes attached with strings and expectations and the right to punish anyone who lacks appreciation for all they do. 

It’s a mystery to me and it certainly isn’t healthy for anyone involved. I say it’s best to avoid these people as much as possible and try to be as pleasant and cordial as you possibly can. No one wants to cross someone who is vindictive and no one needs to be the whipping board for someone who really thrives on being angry. Anger gives them power, the power to feel sorry for themselves and punish the people who try and love them but will never live up to their ridiculous standards. It’s everyone else all the time and never the person with the anger issues. Just ask one of them and I’m sure they will tell you that very thing.

We may never understand what makes another person tick. We do, though, have to learn to get along with all types of people no matter how easy going or difficult they are. That’s just the way life is. 

I Can’t Remember Sh#%

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We were riding home from food shopping today and I happened to mention I need to pick up some seasoning from um, that place with hamburgers. The one we used to go to over there on that road. Seriously, does this happen to anyone else? I just can’t seem to recall things right away. I was in the store the other day and the cashier asked for my phone number and I couldn’t remember it. I suggested my cell phone number and I couldn’t remember that either. Eventually it all comes back to me but I can’t seem to bring it to mind in a moments notice. I have to really focus to remember my zip code. I will give myself a little break because I have lived in many places and sometimes I get mixed up. I never forget the address I lived in as a kid or that phone number so I know my brain is functioning at minimal level. Is this normal or am I completely losing it? Does this happen to anybody else? I’d love for you to comment. 

Here’s a laugh, the first time I posted this I forgot a title. It helps to find the humor in things.

Maybe Later…

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We are all conditioned, shaped and molded by the demands placed upon us. I heard something on the radio last night that I completely disagree with. The host was speaking about how procrastination provides an instant feel good pay off temporarily in our brains. This feeling reinforces procrastination until it becomes an unfortunate habit. I disagree. Maybe for some that is really the case but procrastination for me leads to overbearing anxiety. It’s hard for me to relax or think about anything else if something I have to do is hanging over my head. It’s a curse and a blessing at the same time because I am the kind of person who gets things done way before I really need to do them. It’s in my nature. It’s who I am. It’s the panic I feel when I sleep until 11:00 on a beautiful summer day. It’s feeling unsettled when I sit back and allow myself to do nothing. How I wish my brain was more like everyone else’s according to the study. 

How about you? Are you a procrastinator? How does procrastinating make you feel? Does it fit comfortably or do you find it unsettling?

Lost in a Fog

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Time was a thief,

The darkness crept in quietly, slowly, ripping one memory at a time.
Tearing the moments and the pictures from her soul like the words from a mime

Knee deep in confusion. not knowing who to trust,
Her head always throbbing, she swore it would bust
One minute here and the next somewhere else,
The line between reality and fiction was turning to mush

Her eyes grew so cold, a blank stare of glass,
Was she still even in there, was this just a mask
Her life was a dance, she twirled in the shadows,
Conversation became like water, so cold and so shallow

Trapped in her body and tied to her life,
Like a ball and chain that would always bring strife
Lost in a sea of nameless faces
One day at a time, the chalkboard erases

Until one night, while lying in bed
the thief came back in, this time took her breath
She remembered it all, the years, all the faces,
She remembered her name, her husband, the places

She was free at last, unchained from her mind
That had slowly forgotten who she was over time
She will dance once again as she takes one last look
At the ones who stood by her and she left them her book

A book filled with stories, not gone after all
The memories, her life, in the book all along
They cried as the words seemed to dance on the stage,
She left it all there, her life on a page

Inspired by The Daily Post

Prompt: fog
Form: elegy

The Baffled mind

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Isn’t it crazy what the mind chooses to rack the brain about? Sometimes when I cannot sleep, I have to laugh at the silly things that keep me up at night. I can’t for the life of me understand why two lights are red at exactly the same time. Just yesterday I was sitting at one light and the light a block ahead turned green before the light I was sitting at. Think about it. If we are all stuck at the second light, who will be there to move forward when the 1st light turns green? It will never make sense, at least not to me.

What are some things that leave your mind baffled?