What a difference a day makes
For those of you concerned thank you. I feel much better today. I think I needed a day of rest. My soul needs down time and I have not had that in a few weeks. Today I slept till 9 played my game (Wizard 101), read and above all got a hair cut.
A hair cut may seem like a small thing but to me it is the best feeling in the world. I don't go to some fancy parlor and pay a huge amount, I just go to the cheapest place. It is the act of having the hair removed that is the difference. To me its like the cares of my life being trimmed off. It sound stupid when I say it out loud but its how I feel.
So the other thing is this book I am reading "When Women were Warriors Book 1" by Catherine M. Wilson. I really like it. The story follows this young women who goes to a land away from her family and is companioned with a warrior. It's their story and how they are from two different worlds and yet they come to trust each other and count on each other. There is a passage in the book that is close to something someone told me before:
"'How could that be a choice? When someone insults me, it makes me angry.' 'If that's true, then your feelings will always be at the mercy of others.'"
So often I let what others think of me or say to me or about me dictate how I will feel. In truth I am the one who needs to decide how I will feel otherwise my identity is taken from me and given over to someone else. The truth of the matter is no one can make me feel one way or another they can only make me react and cause me to doubt. Sometimes lifes lessons have to kick me.
On a side note just watched "The Blind Side" again. If you have not seen it find a copy.
A hair cut may seem like a small thing but to me it is the best feeling in the world. I don't go to some fancy parlor and pay a huge amount, I just go to the cheapest place. It is the act of having the hair removed that is the difference. To me its like the cares of my life being trimmed off. It sound stupid when I say it out loud but its how I feel.
So the other thing is this book I am reading "When Women were Warriors Book 1" by Catherine M. Wilson. I really like it. The story follows this young women who goes to a land away from her family and is companioned with a warrior. It's their story and how they are from two different worlds and yet they come to trust each other and count on each other. There is a passage in the book that is close to something someone told me before:
"'How could that be a choice? When someone insults me, it makes me angry.' 'If that's true, then your feelings will always be at the mercy of others.'"
So often I let what others think of me or say to me or about me dictate how I will feel. In truth I am the one who needs to decide how I will feel otherwise my identity is taken from me and given over to someone else. The truth of the matter is no one can make me feel one way or another they can only make me react and cause me to doubt. Sometimes lifes lessons have to kick me.
On a side note just watched "The Blind Side" again. If you have not seen it find a copy.
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