RSS Feed

Posts Tagged ‘positive thinking’

  1. Thinking Distortion #3: Rejecting the Positive

    February 10, 2014 by Diane

    Distorted thinking

    Here’s the hypothetical…

    You just finished writing a short story for a contest; or a report for your boss; or a school paper on Why Climate Change is Really Really Happening. You barely make the deadline, but you make it.  Then you celebrate. You mentally pat yourself on the back. You buy a double latte, a fudge brownie, maybe some Twinkies. And you settle down to read the copy of what you submitted.

    You cringe.

    You nitpick.

    You bang your head in the palm of your hand and rush out and buy a pint of Ben and Jerry’s Chocolate Therapy ice cream and devour it with a spoon.

    I’m a failure, you moan between mouthfuls.

    Hold on.

    That’s jumping ahead in the list of thinking distortions, to number seven: name-calling.

    Let’s stick to one distortion at a time.

    You handed it in, right? You spent five, ten, forty hours rewriting the darn thing. You did the best you could with the knowledge and experience that you currently have.

    So put down the spoon.

    Stop reading the copy.

    Take a walk.

    And when your mother or your boss or your teacher congratulates you—well done! Great job! You did it!–when you get a high-five and a thumbs-up and an A-plus don’t say…yeah, but it could have been perfect. So-and-so would have done it better.

    That’s thinking distortion number three: Rejecting the Positive.

    And number six: Expecting Perfection.

    And number eleven: Comparing Worth.

    And…well, be mindful of the games your mind can play.

     


  2. This Ride Called Life

    January 20, 2014 by Diane

    Editable vector silhouette of a steep rollercoaster ride

    On this ride called Life, we find ourselves in the first car, or the second, or the third. Someone straps us in, maybe gives us a quick smack on the backside because there’s that first human contact–the doctor’s slap, right? But it’s less of a slap and more of a hearty wake up, kid, it’s about to get exciting. We hang onto the bar and glide from darkness into sunlight. We feel the pull of the track on the steady uphill and there at the top we see something magnificent–the whole world laid out before us. But it’s just a flash, a glimpse, before we swoop downwards, feeling the rush of wind and the force of momentum. Then we’re chugging uphill again before the bottom drops out with a whoosh. And on it goes, until eventually we release our grip on the bar and lift our arms and holler with joy. After a lifetime of ups and downs and leaning into our seatmate as we’re whipped around the curves, we end the ride through a long dark tunnel, slowing down, feeling the exhilaration of having lived every moment to its minutest. And there on the other side, waiting: a loved one, beaming at us, waving, cheering us on, welcoming us home.

    That’s life in a nutshell. An amusement park ride to enjoy.

    If you’re amused by roller coasters.

    I rode one roller coaster in my life. Once. The track was old and wooden and rickety. On this ride I was strapped in, but the strap was loose. I seized the bar, feeling the mounting dread with every clackety-clack on the uphill, knowing what was coming. And sure enough the car peaked and then plunged and I dug my heels in to operate the brake, hollering stop the ride!–squeezing my eyes shut, too afraid to scream. And it was a relief, that dark tunnel. I was shaking, wrung out, feeling…what? A twinge of regret that I hadn’t enjoyed the ride more. It wasn’t so bad from that final perspective. After all, I’d survived.  But no one was waiting. It was just me and my seatmate who had been laughing the whole time, secretly wishing that I had dared to open my eyes and enjoy the scenery.

    That was the trajectory of my life in a nutshell.

    But at some point I asked myself: why not enjoy the ride? Why not open my eyes and have a blast? Loosen your grip on the bar, Holcomb, trust that the strap will hold you. Lean into the curves, accept the ups and downs, find something good to focus on instead of always expecting danger.

    So I did.

    Not all at once, but gradually.

    And one day I realized that the rush I was feeling was excitement, not anxiety. Exhilaration, not panic.

    It was all a matter of interpretation.


  3. All Aboard for Greatness

    November 22, 2013 by Diane

    green retro cartoon locomotive

    Feeling a size smaller than when you stood up this morning?

    Well, you’ve come to the right place.

    Here, you’re as tall as you want to be.

    Here, you’re the next best app.

    Here, you’re wealthy with friends and creative ideas and energy and oh yeah…money. But money isn’t the focus. It’s what you do with your chops that inspires folks to open their billfolds, their purses, their money clips, their back pockets, their bank accounts, their cookie jars.

    So lay it out for all to see. Display the goods. There’s no failure here. There’s no right or wrong. This is the no-judgment zone.

    Those squirrelly thoughts that pooh-pooh your magnificence…don’t listen to them. They’re all lies.

    Hope dwells here.

    You’ll find faith and motivation here, and the juice to motor you through the day and night and the next twenty years. Because here, my friend, is where you be. You are here. You’ve got all the tools, all the answers, all the necessary hope packed inside you. No need to look elsewhere. It’s all aboard.

    All aboard!

    No  limits, here.

    Something grand is coming.