Disappointments

Last week was NOT a great week. I spoke with someone over the weekend who asked, "Yeah, my week was the same, so what was up with that?" I have friends who would say that the reason the week was so dreadful had something to do with the moon and the position of planets in the sky, and I don't doubt that celestial goings-on matter to us earthlings. However, speaking with a friend today, I took some time to reconsider.

I described to this friend that last week I was frequently disappointed with the behavior of others. And she asked, "Then was it you, right?" And of course, it was. I set myself up last week. I allowed my own peeved attitude to reflect badly on people around me. It's not uncommon of course, but I'm thinking it's a bad habit that I need to break.

Right now I'm reading "Eat, Pray, Love," which by the way is a FABulous read, and I've just read through a part about controlling one's thoughts. The author has met someone who tells her that she must have control over her thoughts to find the peace/fulfillment she seeks.

I've always believed that feelings are feelings, uncontrollable, surprising, and trying to control feelings is like herding cats. But controlling thoughts? Could I buy into the notion that I really could control my thoughts and weed out those negative, self-distructive thoughts that make me grind my teeth and doubt my very purpose? Well, why not? But would I? Would I take the effort to step out of my thought patterns and direct my brain to walk down another path?

I don't know. Something to consider.