A couple of friends listened to me as I went on about my woes. Most folks know me as a cheerleader for life because I am a teacher, so they are not comfortable when I have a pity party, and that’s okay.
I do believe happenings in life serve a purpose for change. That’s what I choose to believe. Sometimes it feels like I can’t control my pity parties. A negative thought comes and then another, another, and the next thing I know I have a clump of negativity hanging out in my mind. My lesson is, when will I stop allowing those thoughts to clump up like that, like a bag of bricks that I am carrying on my shoulders weighing me down.
Well, I am not sure when I will stop, but each time it happens and I am aware of it happening, I suppose I am getting closer. I’m not picking up as many bricks and each time, the bag gets lighter and more importantly, I put the bag down a lot quicker than I used to. It is possible to know about the power of prayer, positive thought, meditation, and other spiritual tools. But when the pity party comes, I personally can’t see any of these. Somehow I become blind, deaf, and dumb.
I notice when I share my emotional humanity here in these blogs, folks want to fix it. But it’s not necessary to fix it. It is part of the human journey and we all experience these times. I appreciate your support and attention, but more so I would love to hear about your experiences and what your process is when these times come upon you.
It is Sunday and because of my pity party for the last few days, I am now experiencing a resurgence, a resurrection of mind and soul. I am looking around and counting my blessings which is one of the quickest ways to get out of your pity party…when you remember. Attitude of Gratitude!
So a special thanks to my process of living. My pity parties serve a purpose. New insights, realizations, and a different way of seeing. Today I am grateful for my family, my home, my friends, my puppies, MUSIC, creativity and the courage to share my vulnerabilities.