One of the benefits of getting older is developing the ability to have a teeny little bit of perspective on things. Sometimes, anyway.
When we have a ridiculously hard day, perhaps one filled with perceived affronts by others, or just difficult circumstances surrounding every.single.possible.thing you try to accomplish that day, being able to, at the end of it, take a breath and realize it's just a day can help. This is simply one among many, and it alone won't set the tone for life as a whole.
It's just a day.
So shitty days happen, and we learn to roll with them, not stress too much about them, and to shake them off.
Sometimes there are longer periods of either drudgery or interminable tasks...you can fill in the blanks here, but it can be work or school or some complex personal situation that vexes and causes one to fret and fume and otherwise NOT be calm and centered and balanced at any given time.
Even these periods of angst are just part of a greater whole.
I only say this because, of late, I have experienced a combination of circumstances that have made me want to flee the scene and simplify things by simply exiting stage left. Which, as we know, is never really a solution but feels marvelous for about fifteen seconds, or until the huff that led to the hasty exit has passed and it's time to get real again.
But it's all part of a greater whole, part and parcel in this enormous sea change I've undertaken, and when I feel like the waves are relentless to the point of pounding the very life from my body, I try to take a few deep breaths and regroup.
Because in the scheme of things, this may be hard, but relative to say having a life-threatening disease or being incapable of experiencing joy or of realizing the end is near, this is easy.
Relatively.
Stevie
When we have a ridiculously hard day, perhaps one filled with perceived affronts by others, or just difficult circumstances surrounding every.single.possible.thing you try to accomplish that day, being able to, at the end of it, take a breath and realize it's just a day can help. This is simply one among many, and it alone won't set the tone for life as a whole.
It's just a day.
So shitty days happen, and we learn to roll with them, not stress too much about them, and to shake them off.
Sometimes there are longer periods of either drudgery or interminable tasks...you can fill in the blanks here, but it can be work or school or some complex personal situation that vexes and causes one to fret and fume and otherwise NOT be calm and centered and balanced at any given time.
Even these periods of angst are just part of a greater whole.
I only say this because, of late, I have experienced a combination of circumstances that have made me want to flee the scene and simplify things by simply exiting stage left. Which, as we know, is never really a solution but feels marvelous for about fifteen seconds, or until the huff that led to the hasty exit has passed and it's time to get real again.
But it's all part of a greater whole, part and parcel in this enormous sea change I've undertaken, and when I feel like the waves are relentless to the point of pounding the very life from my body, I try to take a few deep breaths and regroup.
Because in the scheme of things, this may be hard, but relative to say having a life-threatening disease or being incapable of experiencing joy or of realizing the end is near, this is easy.
Relatively.
Stevie
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