practical worrying 101
My mother is probably the most worried person that I have ever met. She worries about everything from the government screwing her out of money to the fact that the biscuits may indeed not rise in the oven. When I was young, she used to have nightmares about forgetting to dress me properly and me having to go to school without socks. I wasn’t allowed to ride roller coasters, horses or 4-wheelers. Interesting woman.
I tried my best to become a laid back young woman. After all that worrying in my youth, I figured that worst case scenerio, whatever happend, maybe I would die, and would that really be so bad anyway?? As I get older, it’s not so easy.
Worries come in many forms. One day, your biggest worry might be that your shoelace broke and a mere 40 seconds later your biggest worry might be that your car has been smashed or that your wife has died.
Have you ever met people who were very afraid and then, suddenly, one day, thier biggest fear came true? I have. Over and over. It is a form of meditation, only these people are meditating on thier fears. I believe that your thoughts, worries, fears affect outcomes in your life. How many times have you heard of a woman trying desperately to get pregnant and then the second she adopts, she conceives? It happens all the time. I think that your negative thoughts, worries, fears draw negative things to you. I also believe very strongly in the power of belief. It’s been proven over and over that people who pray or meditate are healthier people. It doesn’t even matter which religion they are. Think it’s all new age bullshit? Consider this..
I make a living from the mental affecting the physical. I see first hand every day the toll stress (a non-physical factor) can have on your body. It’s not pretty. Every day I try to let go of the stress, worries, fears in my life. Sometimes, on days like today, when I have no money and my car battery dies, it’s hard. Hard not to give into the fear that I will never be back on top of things. Hard, but not impossible.
Take a walk, meditate, clean the house. Play with the kids. Do whatever it is that you do to clean your mind. Take a drive, sing along screaming with your favorite angry cd, write it all down and burn it. Just get it the hell out of your mind. I promise. Experience speaking here. It works.
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