Today was a lesson in mirrors. In Miracles My Happen the ask was an old Louise Hay exercise in saying, "I Love You", to yourself in the mirror. It can and did bring up all kinds of self consciousness. Do I love myself totally? Is it ok to love yourself? What does that even mean to me? After the 4th time, with a smile, I could actually look at myself and say it with some conviction. A good step I thought.
It was later in the day when on the phone with a friend that the mirror in my mind reflected a horrible image of myself so much that I apologized. I had spent the last 20 minutes complaining about every single thing under the sun. Them, you, me, it - you name it I complained. In that moment I felt so ugly. It was like I was corroding the air with a toxic black sludge. Awful and embarrassing.
I quit complaining.
I quit complaining about how things should be.
I quit complaining about how things are.
I quit complaining that the world didn't get my text about how it should be according to me and where is the banner and the parade in my honor telling me just how great it all is doing it like I want them to do it.
That is NOT who I want to be. I want to be a joyful, loving, kind, generous person who believes there is enough on this planet for every single one of us. There is room for all of our hopes and dreams. Can I get a hallelujah?
You know I'm right. You know that you don't want to be remembered at your funeral as the person who complained the most. You want to be remembered for what you did, for who you are, for how you were.
I want to be the kind of person who can do and be in any situation. If I don't like something I work to change it. If it doesn't change I keep working. That is the person I want to be. A do'er and a be'er.
Are you ready to join me and shut your trap when you start complaining? I am so ready!