Again today I have been challenged to keep my balance.
I once again find that my ability to pause before replying (using a quick retort instead), has been severely strained. Doesn’t it seem curious that we “snap’ sooner with those we love most, much quicker than we would someone unimportant.
Familiarity? Forgiveness? Patience? Are these the traits that well known in that special person, that we assume they will prevail?
The truth is, words matter… a lot.
For those of us who are dealing with mental overload or PTSD as the case may be, this is la rigueur de cours.
What is the cause, the root source that defines the process for resolution. Most times I find that this challenge is the natural offspring of having too much on the plate. I lose track of the goal… whish for me is always to, “Walk in Balance.”
Most times it is as simple as recalling that my vitrol’s “target” is my very best friend, who is always there for me… deserving none of the claptrap I serve on these occasions.
As Jack Canfield (of Chicken Soup) reminds us, break our schedule into manageable chunks, and dispose of them, one chunk at a time. So tomorrow, I promise to chunk, chunk, chunk my projects in little bites. Further I resolve once again, to internalize my frustrations, not regurgitate them for others to process in my stead.
With good planning and a tad of luck, I pray that tomorrow will be in much grater balance.
I wish you well with your chunking.
Another thought to share tomorrow.
