When your mind wants to bolt, but your heart hangs on, it is because you don’t know with absolute certainty what the truth is. When you waste so much time on something that you want to believe is true, you begin to over think things. Eventually, something obvious becomes twisted into something absurd, which keeps us from believing a simpler answer.
Over time, you believe your own lies and fantasies to shield yourself from hurt, when following what is logical would have been the quickest way to healing. It is through your own self-imposed delusions that you lose your perspective. The world then becomes different to you when in fact you are different. Why? Because your own ego gets in the way.
Everyone wants to feel special. Everyone wants to have faith in others. Everyone wants to believe in fairytales, happy endings and have all bad interactions with others explained. It is easier to sit in denial with your delusions and pray God will intervene, not realizing he has. He gave you commonsense and intuition, but you didn’t like how it made you feel. This is what true mental illness really is: Following your gut instinct through hell because you want to prove you are right, either to yourself or others. You sacrifice choosing to do right, in order to avoid pain. However, you don’t realize that you have been in pain for a really long time and believed this was how happiness felt. Shannon L. Alder
Some mornings my gratitude is of a general sort instead of being focused on specific things. Today is one of those days when I woke with good spirits about being alive and feeling grateful about many things but impossible to sort down to one or two. There is just too much this morning I feel thankful for. So instead, here are three sayings about gratitude and a favorite poem about what to be thankful for that in total encompass my morning thoughts and sentiments.
Learn everything you can, anytime you can,
from anyone you can;
there will always come a time
when you will be grateful you did.
Two kinds of gratitude:
The sudden kind we feel for what we take;
the larger kind we feel for what we give.
Edwin Arlington Robinson
The world has enough beautiful mountains and meadows,
spectacular skies and serene lakes. It has enough lush forests,
flowered fields and sandy beaches. It has plenty of stars
and the promise of a new sunrise and sunset every day.
What the world needs more of is people to appreciate and enjoy it.
Much of the lack that plagued my thoughts for so long is now filled in by gratefulness toward what my life already contains. Now there is far less of each day spent longing for more. Instead, one by one I am discovering my many blessings. What a wonderful feeling. It feels like uncovering life itself.
Be grateful for the kindly friends that walk along your way;
Be grateful for the skies of blue that smile from day to day;
Be grateful for the health you own, the work you find to do,
For round about you there are men less fortunate than you.
Be grateful for the growing trees, the roses soon to bloom,
The tenderness of kindly hearts that shared your days of gloom;
Be grateful for the morning dew, the grass beneath your feet,
The soft caresses of your babes and all their laughter sweet.
Acquire the grateful habit, learn to see how blest you are,
How much there is to gladden life, how little life to mar.
And what if rain shall fall today and you with grief are sad;
Be grateful that you can recall the joys that you have had.