Where oh where are those four agreements when I need them? Specifically, the one about not taking things personally. I think I have a natural inclination to be impeccable with my word and to do my best, but when it comes to making assumptions and taking things personally, I stumble. And stumble quickly.
I can only be accountable for my own feelings, and how I feel is a choice, so truly, I should never (or seldom) allow myself to feel hurt. I need much more practice! Or a frontal lobotomy.
I suppose I shouldn’t be so surprised or caught off guard when I am misunderstood. Another person’s reception has much to do with their own reality and perceptions and predispositions, so it’s up to them to sort our their own agreements. Yes, I can strive to be clear, but apart from that, what can I do?
Am I confused? Of course! Who isn’t? Does anybody have all the answers in life?
I try very hard to do no harm, and I apply that philosophy to all living things. I try, anyway. My choices sometimes confound others. I don’t have any desire to be vindictive or spiteful. I won’t take advantage of some one or some thing, just because I can.
I seek harmony. I seek peace.
At some point, I suppose I should learn how to better protect myself. I’m not ready for a frontal lobotomy. So I’ll just regroup, over and over and over again. I know my intentions are innocent. And that’s the extent of my responsibility.
Me. What comes from me. Therein is my accountability.
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lizard tongues
Lizard Tongues! I absolutely adore BB’s imagination! He presented them to me on a tray. Look! Lizard tongues! And he picked one up and blew the end to make it extend. Priceless.
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hearty bliss
It takes nearly an hour, but I am IN LOVE with steel cut oats! The secret to their divinity is toasting them first in butter, then cooking them slowly in 1 part milk and 3 parts water to 1 part oats (and a dash of salt). OMG. Chop up some dried apricots and cranberries and it’s pure, hearty bliss.
