Louise Hay says that "should is one of the most damaging words in our language". Because every time we use it, we are in essence saying, "wrong". She suggests removing 'should' and replacing it with 'could'. It's marvelously freeing to do so. Try it. "I should forgive so-and-so...." implies that if I don't I am somehow wrong, less benevolent, more judgmental, maybe even selfish. But if I rephrase it, "I could forgive so-and-so if I so chose, but here are my reasons why I've not done so....." Wow! What power that affords you!
The book, The Four Agreements, is one of the easiest and simplest self-books out there. If you have not read it yet, I highly recommend it. They are: Be impeccable with your word, Don't take anything personally, Don't make assumptions, and Always do your best. It's not the end all to productive and healthy living, but it's a start. And how! There seem to be a plethora of folks who just don't really know the basics. It's like my toddler, Ziggy. He's just two and a half years old. The other day a young girl was interested in touching him....almost pushing him but mostly just wanting to touch his belly. He said, "no touch, please, no touch!" instead of actually hitting or pushing her. I was quite amazed because I work with elementary school students and I know for a fact they often don't know how to 'use their words'. And I know many adults who too, struggle with expressing themselves without simply reacting in anger, frustration, jealousy, judgement and blame.
I am certainly not claiming to be some kind of authority. For shit snakes, I am in therapy weekly, have been for 5 months and don't plan on ending it any time soon. I've got just as much baggage as the next person. But I guess it's kind of a matter of how you carry and manage the baggage. I heard a quote the other day, something like, we've all got baggage, why not get some with fancy wheels that sparkle and some neat fluorescent colors? In a nutshell, enjoy life exactly where you are, with what you have and maybe life won't seem like such a burden. In the past, when entering into new relationships, I'd often tenuously carry my baggage along with me, and not really open it up until I felt pretty comfortable. Eventually, I'd be there, like modeling all it's contents...trying on different eras of my life in front of my new partner and trying to honestly share the contents, and realistically saying aloud, "hey, I know some of this shit is down right weird, but what are your thoughts on the subject, while I got your attention??" And, of course, as you can imagine, they'd totally blow me off. Only igniting some internal conflict regarding my inner child, the baggage I carry and the assumptions that linger in my inner psyche.
Who knows. I mean even my therapist doesn't seem to really KNOW, you know. And the first person who says that they know more than likely is the one to be suspicious of, in my humble opinion. Maybe the Dali Lama....maybe.
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