I know I don't share too much about those things on these pages. Not because I don't want you to know. I'm not shy or embarrassed. Heck, I've certainly given you enough overshare by now it's clear I suffer from a serious lack of filter on even the most personal of topics. (Then again, I did hold off on posting that one Quantum Wellness Cleanse update which I had affectionately titled, "Pull My Finger.")
It's just that I truly believe that documenting and complaining at length about illness, strife, bad luck etc only further extends the life of those negative situations. I'm reluctant to make some of the more recent crappy moments immortal in written word. To give them any more energy than is necessary; more power. Maybe it's something I need to get over? Maybe I'd be more help to people if I shared more of the bad stuff? You tell me...
As just one example, my husband and I could never have predicted the financial nightmares of the past two years or so. My "in real life" friends have seriously questioned how it's possible that we are not highly medicated (or divorced) at this point, given all we've been through. I don't need to go into detail to know that many of you can relate.
So yes, I believe in the power of positive thought and all that. But I also know that sometimes "stuff happens." There are just some things we can't control.
The Serenity Prayer of my Al-Anon days comes to mind:
God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and the wisdom to know the difference.
Forty-one years of life experiences (some you've read about here and some I have not yet shared) have given me the wisdom and confidence to know that I can change my view of the world, even when I can't change my world.
Most of the time, it's actually very simple: External circumstances do not define me. I choose.
Happiness, gratitude, hope.
Inside out. Not outside in.