I have a few minutes before seeing a client at 1:15 p.m. What could be better than saying hello to you, visitors of this positive place in cyberspace.
This is my first chance to welcome you into this new year. Thank you, for keeping
me company. Last month we had about 9,000 of you dropping by.
Life is terrific. On Sunday, a vile thing happened. To me. Yes, really.
What inspired me was my response to the occasion. I responded, calmly. I was not triggered or distraught. Years ago, I would have been angry, agitated.
I had awareness as I endured another person's vulgarity. Using recovery-based acceptance helped me process it, ridding myself of a nuisance at the same time.
It is terrific, being serene, knowing joy, after being mistreated. My response is a result of nearly 15 years of recovery work. Because of the work I've invested in me, others do not define me. Nor do they determine my moods.
When pressed, I am centered, grounded, not easily rattled.
As a result, I have terrific days and am calm, even in the midst of an emotional tempest. Sunday, someone tried con-trolling me, to prod me into action. Bad move. I need others to value my independence and autonomy.
These needs and applying boundaries keep me from being manipulated.
"What's the status?" a housemate of mine asked. He rents a room in my house. This was two minutes after a local storm blew out the power in my home.
"There is no status." I calmly said.
After saying that, not only did my house blow a fuse, but he did, too.
He didn't ask a true question. It appears he wanted me to take action, right then.
This fellow and I share a text thread with another person. He sent a text to whom I'll call Bob. In it he was vulgar as he described me.
He goofed big time.
I'll tell you more when I complete this post. For now, here are my gratitudes:
1. I continue to bask in the glow of concert I attended on New Year's Eve at Yoshi's, at Jack London Square, with two friends. It was fabulous, beyond amazing. It was thril-ling.
More than a week later, I am still floating on air.
I love wonderful moments, celebrating them. That night, I smiled from ear-to-ear while listening to terrific music, my heart racing with pure joy.
This is taking care of me. The nature of my emotionally draining work demands I set aside time to decompress. I did on New Year's Eve.
I remain happy, today, because of that night.
2. I am growing professionally. Since October 25th, I've been in a class. The course is taught well, inspiring, full of practical ideas.
I love thriving, growing in my effectiveness. The class is invigora-ting: emotionally, mentally and spiritually. I've written ninety-eight pages of notes so far.
I created a four page index to keep track of what I've learned. I cannot ask for more.
I'll be back, later, writing more about what happened Sunday. In the meantime, I'd love hearing your gratitudes.
Would it be possible to share them in the comments section below?
That would be swell.
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