Years and years ago, I believed that if I could just get at the root of things, find out why I had such a deep sadness, why I was a self-sabatour then everything would change.
As I peeled away some layers of the onion that was me, I realized that discovering a ’cause’ wasn’t the end, it was just the beginning. Knowing why didn’t change anything and, truly, you get to a point where you don’t care about the reason, you just want that thought/feeling/behavior to stop. But it doesn’t.
In time, I realized that I was focusing on the wrong thing. I was zeroing in on the negative…why am I not happy, fulfilled, loved, joyous, better. When you do this, it is easy to think of yourself as a victim of life, of your family dynamic, unworthy of your heart’s desires and you remain stuck.
In the last six or seven years, I have learned to focus on what makes me happy, what makes me laugh. I do a gratitude check every morning upon waking and at night before going to sleep. This shift makes all the difference. When you focus on the positives your outlook on life moves to the sunny side of the street. You dwell in the possibilities which are endless.