My Big Girl Pants.
I thought it was time I did that.
Not much in my life has changed since I wrote about how I’ve been feeling lately, in my “Phony Baloney” post. Except for one thing.
Oh, and the fact that I decided that my Phony Baloney “fake” NFT idea was a silly proposal, so I canned the idea. That’s not to say that I’m not going to look into creating some real NFT’s down the road, but that’s another thought for another day.
I decided it was time to stop wallowing in my own misery (or boredom), and do something about it. It’s time to start focusing on the good things in life again. I started reading a Bible plan a while back and it was talking about not giving the enemy a seat at your table. It’s weird how our own thoughts really ARE the enemy. At times.
My son’s friend recommended a book to him recently called The Mountain Is You: Transforming Self-Sabotage Into Self-Mastery, by Brianna Wiest. I haven’t read it, or even looked into it yet, but the title “The Mountain is You” really hit home. There’s a lot of finger pointing going on these days, and I think I got caught in the middle of it, blaming my negative feelings on other people, politics, viruses, money, etc., but the fact of the matter is… the mountain is ME.
I thought I would put on my big girl pants tonight and do a little artwork to start retraining my brain. Life and time are so precious, and I hate to waste another minute feeling humdrum.
I gave the girl in my piece some big girl pants of her own, and a little montage look to represent the ups and downs, and the complexities of life. It reminded me of one of those weird circus mirrors that make you look distorted. That’s kind of how I see our minds working… distorting our thoughts that will lead us to great things, or to terrible things… depending on how we allow it to reflect. I choose what I see, so I choose to see the good.
Speaking of that, my 6 year sobriety birthday came and went in March without my mentioning it, so I thought I would use that as my first statement of gratitude this evening. 6 years alcohol free. Yahoo! My oldest son had a birthday recently as well, and he just turned 39. So, I’m not just sober now… I am getting OLD. Ha! Age is just a number.
Anyway, I had a good time doing my project this evening and I’m happy to report that I feel better already. It’s all about perspective I guess.
That’s about all for now.
Peace & love, and remember… don’t give the enemy a seat at your table!
There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.William Shakespeare, Hamlet