More Lessons?

Oh my goodness. The lessons just keep coming at me so fast these days, then again, everything it seems is happening fast these days. Time has definitely picked up speed. It really is fascinating to watch oneself in action. So often we are just plugged into auto pilot and aren’t even aware of what we are doing or saying. If we slow down and make time to observe our actions, we can learn a lot!

We are due rain today and thunder storms. I went to shut one of my skylights to get ready and it was stuck in place! It wouldn’t go up or down. OMG! My first reaction was utter horror. I watched myself scream and yell chanting “I can’t take it anymore. I can’t do this. I just can’t.” The tears never came which was curious but the anxiety sure did. I could feel my anxiety levels ramping up and my neck muscles stiffen. What am I going to do? I don’t know who to call to fix this before the rain comes.

Well the long and short of that drama tale is the skylight is fixed and closed so let the rain begin. My neighbor came by and went up on the roof and it was an easy fix and viola! It was done. Yes the immediate trauma has ended but there is more to this story. Lessons to be learned. Why do I freak out so intensely and go automatically to what could go wrong? All the worst case scenarios. By doing that my anxiety just gets magnified and the stress is just so damaging and the panic feels so awful.

I am glad I watched myself throughout that whole movie that played out. I needed to see my reactions in order to know what to fix within myself. Observing self is so important and something humanity seems to have forgotten about. Here I am at 75 still breathing and living so I must be doing something right with my life. I need to remember the fact I always DO get things handled correctly so why freak out? That whole phase I need to learn to bypass. I mean what did I gain by throwing that tantrum of panic? If I had stayed with knowing I always get things worked out and spent those anxious moments figuring out how to deal with the problem, that whole drama could have been avoided! Lesson learned.

Blessings and love to all ❀


8 thoughts on “More Lessons?

  1. I totally understand! Since I have gotten older, in some ways I have more patience but in other ways, I don’t. I find myself thinking of the worst-case scenario much too often. So, you’re not alone with your frustrations and as my mom used to say “This too shall pass”! Hugs!

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    • Hi Eugenia! Thanks for your thoughts…I have grown to understand a bit more over all the years of my life. I did not have the best childhood and it’s effects on me have effected how I think and it’s time now to change that. It’s like a form of PTSD and it is automatic when challenging things happen I go right to the worst case scenarios because that is part of my survival techniques. If I can think ahead and see all the possibilities I can protect myself, only that is really not what happens. It doesn’t protect me it just over stimulates my anxiety and everything goes haywire…But I know the why now so if I can stay aware I can handle the situation better and hopefully in the end avoid the drama! Life is a work in progress! We will all make it because that is why we are here….Hugs to you as well….VK ❀

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  2. That’s the journey dear lady, face it, understand it…and it drops away in that let go. Ok, it does take a few attempts. Most of mine took 50 odd years 🀣 But I’m getting better at it, I can even do elevators and crawling around in roof spaces these days (claustrophobia). In the aerly days I worked in a power station and those little lifts with 20 odd workers piling in wasn’t my idea of fun. Do you know there are 528 steps from the ground floor to the top. You should have seen my leg muscles πŸ˜‚. You did well dear lady, take a bow πŸ€£β€οΈπŸ™πŸ½

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    • My whole life I was made aware of that famous saying “Live and learn”. So true but we need to change it to ” Live Aware” I mean isn’t that what it really means? From a young age on we are programmed to live a life of distraction always being tempted by things from outside of us to put our focus on and to pursue. No wonder we are lost, but thankfully we are turning that around. I still avoid elevators! One day maybe….VK ❀

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  3. Thank you DW…It was quite a journey to observe. I much prefer this way of being than when I used to be plugged into auto pilot. No meaning for being existed in that realm…Dead zone! No, this is all part of the awakening process and I will welcome any new insights that come my way πŸ™‚ So much to learn and I thought by this age I’d have it all figured out! lol….Be at peace within dear Friend…Huge hugs…VK ❀

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  4. Dear VK… Observing ourselves and then analysing our reactions is commendable… Because that in itself shows we are seeing ourselves and learning from our observations.. πŸ™‚
    And relying on oneself and knowing it was a job you couldn’t solve by yourself when you are independent I dare say in your shoes dear VK I would have been the same…
    As I get that bit older…. frustration often sets in.. as Mind tells me one thing and my body tell me another πŸ˜‰ .. But like you I am learning to simmer…. And Trust in the Universe…. that all will sort itself out in the long run…
    But its also good from time to time to vent those frustrations out and let them out of a system… So don’t chastise yourself too much… because a good vent now and again clears those energy blocks.. πŸ™‚

    So you see the Universe sent you your neighbour…. πŸ™‚ so glad all ended well..
    Sending you loads of love dear friend…..
    Much love… DW. ❀ ❀ ❀

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