A Gentle Reminder
Hurricane Sandy approaches and the world is paying attention. I’ve always pondered the collective power of paying attention, and wished we could harness it for purely good at times. But, alas, most of the Media makes money spreading doom and gloom, even though puppies and babies still sell almost anything.
It’s not that I don’t respect nature, or a process that is well beyond the power of my little influence, but I do respect life, and my serenity. I choose to acknowledge, but not engage.
Seems a theme of my week, as I’ve felt the blow of one reactive person after another, trying to get me to make them feel better. I can’t, unless there’s an opening inside them. Believe me, I thought everything “out there” was responsible for the way I felt for years, until I harnessed the power of attention myself, by choosing what to focus on. I love feeling good, and happy too, no matter what is swirling around me.
I just spoke with a woman who called to thank me for sharing my story a week ago. In that conversation she shared some mighty heavy things that were weighing her down, and threatening her sanity and well-being. I told her to do the simple things that worked for me when I inched toward feeling powerless and swept under by such things. She was just beautiful about hearing what I had to offer, and thanked me. No resistance, just an open mind and heart for a chance to look at an impossible situation differently. She was my Angel of the day.
This is what I told her. Be grateful for three new things every day, and write them down. No repeats.
Observe the words she used to describe herself and the situation, and STOP using negative descriptions. Don’t even think about what to replace the negative words with yet; that truly feels heroic.
What I was after was approaching good. By not feeding the negative patterns in my life, they did begin to recede,and I started feeling good. I wasn’t powerless, even in the midst of earth shifting calamity. It still amazes me every time this happens.
As an Attorney, I was often the brunt of jokes for being a Personal Injury Lawyer. “Ambulance Chaser” was the one that made me aware of the perceived exploitation of an injury for profit. I hated to hear that description, but somewhere in me, I must have done some form of that, or it wouldn’t have bugged me so much.
So, I’ve tried to stop monitoring the hurricane today, and decided to focus on what I can do; pray, stay calm, and attend to the abundant good in my life.