I spent nothing short of a few hours writing a blog post with these very same pictures. It was about responding and not reacting to the bad surprises in life. You know, the ones that shake you up and slap you with a brick to the head. The kind we've been hit with relentlessly since New Year's Eve. I wrote about the idea of being stirred up by the surprises and problems of life and not shaken by them.
It was a great blog post. I felt quite virtuous after writing it.
And as I went to hit post....
I accidentally deleted it.
Talk about having to instantly practice what you preach! Woowee. Folks, I'm not a guru. I'm not an internet star, and I'm sure as heck not an influencer. I'm just a woman who has been on an extraordinary life journey. I am the real deal. A friend once described me as the youest you ever ever ever. I took it as a compliment. So, I have to be honest. I shed a tear. Because, as any writer knows, losing your work is a real gasper. A bona fide brick to the noggin. However, if this is the biggest surprise I get today, then I can live with it. Now what was I writing about a few hours ago...
Oh yes. Grace under pressure.
Grace not grief.
Stirred not shaken.
This year has been hard. Not knowing what surprise is waiting around the corner is part of life - true - though this year it feels like a jack-in-box on crack. It seems that just when we get a handle on one unbelievably brazen announcement, another one sucker punches us from the side. I know these cowardly attacks are hard to take, but becoming desensitized to the jolts isn't the answer. In my very humble opinion, learning to be an effective responder is.
Being an effective responder is fruitful.
I have learned a lot in my marriage to The Mighty Oak. He is a top notch responder, and it's something I admire greatly in him. I'm a lifelong reactor, and so learning a new skill like this has been challenging, but oh so worth it. It doesn't change the challenge, but it does make it more manageable. Don't get me wrong... I have a LONG way to go, but being cognizant of it happening is a start. It requires a lot of faith, something that is also new to me.
You can take a shake when you are armed with faith.
I know this year has not been easy, but I believe that the more we practice faith and the more we practice responding the better equipped we will be for handling the quakes and shakes. Sometimes we set ourselves up for being shook up... ie: watching the news regularly, hanging out with instigators, being immersed in the hype. Taking a step back helps alleviate some of the shaking. As an alternative to reacting, I submit that we turn that energy into something good. Let it stir something in us that becomes a catalyst for good. Fruit if you will.
Stirred not shaken.
Oh... and I hope you liked my bouquet of garden flowers! I am absolutely in love with the dahlias this year!