Hope for the Past: Restoring the Years the Locust Have Eaten, Part IV 11/14/12

Yes, our past can be restored

         Here's a change.....Good Morning!

Yesterday, I was petered out after rising at 4:00 a.m. and having a busy and hectic day at work.  One session was especially draining. Usually that's

Perfectionism, Procrastination, Paralysis: It's Antidote ......... 3/30/11

     Perfectionism is a disease. Have you heard of the three Ps?  They are perfectionism, procrastin-ation, and paralysis; they are related to each other, a typical negative pattern of behavior. 

          It's a regression.  Perfectionism leads to procrastinating because the task before us appears overwhelming, and we become emotionally unmotivated.  If we stall, the problem develops a life of its own, and we find ourselves paralyzed.  

         These additional problems evolve when our principles are overrun by the vulner-able parts of our personality.  In such times, fear, anxiety, resentment, and other negative feelings creep in.  When we find ourselves flummoxed and in a vulnerable place, the quotations below help:

I have yet to meet an absolute per-fectionist whose life was filled with inner peace. The need for per-fection and the desire for inner tran-quility conflict with each oth-er. Whenever we are attached to having something a certain way,  better than it al-ready is, we are, by definition, engaged in a losing battle.

Rather than being content and grateful for what we have, we are focused on what's wrong with something and our need to fix it.  When we are zeroed in on what's wrong it implies that we are dissatisfied, discontent. with life.

                            Richard Carlson,  Don't Sweat the Small Stuff

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     This blog is a miracle.  It is a baby. Seventeen days old. 

      It is an experience writing publicly. That's okay.  I am doing the regular practice that produces progress. 

      Posting my thoughts here reminds me of when I drove my first car.  It had a clutch, making it more challenging to handle.  The second time out was a doozy and a bad idea. 

       I was sixteen. I only had my permit and should have driven with an adult. I put it out on a busy street, Winchester Ave. in San Jose, with no one else joining me. 

      I did not know how to drive.  There I was, scooting along with other cars.  I had no idea what I was doing. 

       It was a dangerous time for the drivers surrounding me.  I could have bumped into them.  If only these motorists knew the danger next to them because of my inept driving.

       Those feelings returned two weeks ago when opening the doors to this inn of gratitude.  I have no clue what I'm doing here.  

      I simply put one foot in front of the other.  In this age of cynicism, I encourage guests to this inn to share their gratitude.  It isn't that happy people are grateful. 

      It's that those who are grateful enjoy life more and are happy. 

         

      Thanks for dropping by.  Here, we share our Attitude of Gratitude.   We rejuvenate our hearts with praise. We invest in ourselves when we post here.  

      Our spirit becomes alive when we focus on whatever is lovely or worthy of praise. May we feel the blessing of lifting our hearts with thankfulness.  

          Tuesday, I spoke before an audience about not being overwhelmed by those who frustrate us or push our buttons.  Tonight. I shared how we can get back our voice and not be manipulated by the anger of emotional bullies. 

          It makes my day seeing the audience interested in developing discernment in their relationships.  It's heartening witnessing others experiencing joy in their lives.

        When it comes to public speak-ing, I do the best, leaving the results to God. There is no need for perfection-ism. My best for today is good enough.

         I look forward to hearing what's going on in your lives.  Communicating, fellowship, and celebrating life are good for everyone's soul.  Have a terrific Thursday.  Keep looking up,

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