If anyone had told me on January first what lies ahead for the year, I’d have feared they were right but hoped they were wrong.
A lot of water has passed under the bridge of 2020. As if COVID and American politics weren’t enough, I think the year brought all manner of trials to the personal lives of people to a greater degree than ever. It sure has in my sphere of existence — unlike any year of my life.
A new diet came into play in Week 8 of the MKE. Seven days without a negative thought. I hoped to do better this year than last, but it was a challenge once again.
For one thing, I may not take the exercise seriously enough, believing that my mind rolls along all on its own much of the time. How can I know when the line is crossed? How can I possibly go seven days without a negative thought? Those beliefs sit on a shaky foundation. I’m no longer ignorant of the power of my thoughts and understand the importance of controlling them.
For another, it was time for an event written in the annals of 2020 to appear. One more among many. I saw no good thing on the horizon for someone. After decades, It has arrived. What lies ahead is hardly fodder for optimism and positive thoughts.
And yet I must, for all of us. Not only that, I must caution myself against opinions and judgment.
How I wish I would have understood the quote below so long ago and communicated it in a way that would have made a difference for them.
Any line of thought persisted in cannot fail to produce its result in the character, health, and circumstances of the individual.Haanel
How I wish.