Heirlooms4Posterity

Photo by theilr at source

I won’t go into how crazy this world is. We all know it. The juggle is real: a big mass of people living as a part of a flock with every member trying to stick out and be noticed, all the while struggling to have more than others.

I get anxious even writing about it.

What it the counter balance to that, though? How do I become an entity of my own little peace amongst the jungle of people hustling around me?

Well, I’m a firm believer that we make it hard for ourselves. I also think you have to work hard to make your dreams come true. And we forget that the goal should be happiness. How can one be happy without balance? We focus so much on our goals and forget to enjoy the process. There’s a chance at every moment to at least give thanks and be appreciative of the life you live. You’re working on a dream here. That’s important! It will all be for naught if you’re miserable each and every step while working on your life goals- even if, in the end, you achieve them. What I’m saying is: there’s a chance to enjoy the process and there is also an opportunity to see that a part of the destination’s end also belongs to the journey. So, yes, give thanks to the process that is leading you towards your goal.

One other thing I like to do is remove myself. Get out and away from the mass of people or the workload and come back to it. Take a walk and just be. Hug a tree or two ;). If there’s no time to do that and I’m stuck working in front of my computer,  I at least take a minute to look out the window and watch the leaves on trees turn and sway in the wind. There is something really comforting in the fact that the world and universe are so much bigger than we are and it will all continue to move and spin even if we fail in the given task; big or small. I know it’s scary how small we are, but that’s a fact you cannot change. Why fight it?

I try to guard myself from other people’s negative energy as much as possible. Yeah, as much as possible. I haven’t learned how not to let others affect me, but I at least try to not take it personally as much; I fear I’ll go crazy if I continue to let it all get to me. There’s nothing wrong with being emphatic, but not sleeping at night, worrying over other people’s destiny (which you have zero control over) is not productive for them and neither is it productive for you. You can give more when you are calm, relaxed and in control of your thoughts.

All in all: try not to take life too seriously. In the end, your life will end if you spent it having fun and being happy or going through it miserable and envious of other peoples’ happiness. Choose your state of mind.

I’m crying my eyes out as I sit here and write this. Sometimes it’s so hard to be a part of this world. It hurts me so much. I see so many people and animals in dire need of food, water and simple human kindness and there aren’t enough of us out there who give a crap. My heart feels like it’s going to explode with the amount of grief I feel right now. There are so many wrongs and I feel I’m too small, too unimportant to fix, to make the hurt go away. So I suffer with them. With the abandoned children, with the neglected elderlies and the little critters around us who just need some love and a little kindness. I suffer with them, though I know I can’t even imagine the extent of their hurt and loss. My heart is broken and today I have a day of no silver linings. I’m simply hurt and I don’t understand.

Why is it that hard to have a little compassion?

What will you loose if you share a little something of your own?

Is showing a little gentleness and empathy going to kill you?

This world has so much potential. But we ignore it. We have so much potential. And we ignore it. Wake up! You only have to gain if you share a bit of yourself.

Please, please be kinder to the world around you. Don’t just keep your hands to yourself and let a little light shine through. Help. Give back. Don’t hide away from those who need you to be strong. Their love and the gratitude in their eyes will lift you to heights you can’t even imagine.

Just try. Please try. The world needs you to try.

Photo by: Eddl van W. at source.

Who we are is made up of things we couldn’t/can’t control and things we can. Our reactions, however big or small, will come from one of those positions. Things that we cannot control and are instilled are things like our biology and genetics. We can, on the other hand, control how much time and energy we spend on our mental state.

Answer these questions for yourself:

Do you work out and if you do, how much?

Do you eat what you consider a healthy diet?

Do you think you generally take good care of your body?

On the other hand:

How many times a week do you do things like meditation or how many times do you choose to work out your brain?

We like to neglect the organ that is, in my opinion, the most important part of our bodies. We don’t do it on purpose, of course, but it is a reality for most of us. Our brain has the sole capacity to keep us alive even in the most dire circumstances and when all else fails, yet we seem to think we have no power to manage our brain and how they work and react. Most of us pull more focus on our extremities and how strong we keep them than on our very cores (and there’s nothing wrong with keeping our bodies healthy, don’t get me wrong). Here’s where the term “mental lifestyle” comes in: a choice of how fit your brain is and the manner of how you choose to perceive things.

I wrote about things like out genetics and how we cannot control that aspect of our psychology. That’s a given. The amount of success when working against the grain of your genealogy is debatable and I find myself completely incompetent of saying you can or cannot overrule what Mother Nature gave you. My way of thinking is more collaborative: actively working with what we were given in order to achieve balance and happiness. Sometimes that means pushing ourselves a little against what we were given and other times working with what we’ve got: finding balance whenever we can.

My way of looking at my own mental health is a partnership with myself. I won’t always be able to push myself all the time and stubbornness will only get me so far. My mental lifestyle is centred around 1) being gentle with myself when it comes to mental health and how far I’m willing to push myself and 2) being kind to the world around me. Staying happy and healthy (physically and mentally) is very important to me. But to me, being happy and healthy also includes others. Earth’s mental lifestyle is important to me, too. My happiness is, generally speaking, a collaboration between my mental health and the mental health of the planet.

I’d like for us to leave an inheritance of positive outlooks and a planet that is healthy. We can only do so by starting with us and a little bit of a changed perspective of how we see our lives and the importance of the ones around us.

I’m a quick thinker- well, at least in the sense that it doesn’t take me long to form an opinion: if something sounds good, I’ll usually take it on board without giving it too much of my mind space and time, then use it when I need to. This also happened with the “Kill them with kindness” phrase. It sounds good: it’s always great to be kind and that’s that. I heard it and I liked it.

And then something strange happened :D. I started thinking about what I ACTUALLY think about this sentence and why it felt off.

(Sidenote: wow, does all this sound horrible: I feel like I’m a loonie who never thinks of anything and now I’m putting that “confession” on the internet :D. I’m sure I’m not the only one out there with a mind as quick to form an opinion as mine is, so that’s okay too, I guess.)

I usually let phrases like this help me with certain situations and this particular little sentence helped me out when I felt a little disappointed with someone’s rudeness and lack of manners towards me. So I said to myself:”Smile and kill them with kindness.”

The phrase suddenly felt off to me. Why?

If you split the phrase into two parts, you get, of course: 1. Kill them, 2. With kindness.

The second part is not a problem … duh. But the killing part? Killing is never, under any circumstance a good thing. So you’re essentially hurting someone by being kind to them. To me, that means that when someone is being nasty to you and they expect you to retaliate, you fight back with being overly kind and thus making their lives even worse, because now they feel beaten by you: you’re the bigger person and they’re petty and small. You’ve won, they’ve lost. Ha ha!

How long does this “Ha ha!” moment last? How does it make you feel? Probably like a five-minute winner.

And it works, this way of hurting someone by being really really nice to them (possibly with a nice cynical smile). It works if you’re a child (a child that will hopefully overgrow this way of dealing with a certain situation), or an adult with quite a lot of personal growth that still needs to be attained.

Killing someone with kindness is just another way of being mean. It’s so hard not to be petty sometimes and not let the inner child come through and just rip someone up with words (it’s even worse when you act like you’re not phased and you’re just simply being a lovely person towards someone being extra mean). I know it’s super hard and being cynical and extra nice is so easy, plus it seems so rewarding.

But you really have nothing to gain in the long run.

Kindness should never be a weapon. People will sometimes be nasty and hurtful: it doesn’t matter if you’re the world’s kindest or meanest person. It will happen and there’s not much you can do about that. It’s up to you to make sure that no matter what, you stay true to yourself. Be a winner for life and strive to stay gracious when you feel attacked, don’t stoop to a level you’ll regret later. It’s not worth the loveliness that is you. Instead of “Kill them with kindness” think “Cure them with kindness”.

This will be a post with very little words an plenty of photos. It’s a post fo those days when you feel like your name is Debbie Downer and there ain’t nothin’ that could take away your blues.

WELL, PUPPIES AND KITTENS AND EVERYTHING ELSE CAN! 🙂

Fluffy and non-fluffy little critters have the power to go deep into our hearts- deeper even than humans sometimes can. Let the love flow over you as you take a look at these images …

Photo by 820453820 at source.

Photo by 820453820 at source.

Feeling any better yet? 🙂

Photo by Belal Khan at source.

Photo by Christian Heilmann at source.

Photo by digital_image_fan at source.

I can’t stand how cute these little munckins are!

P.s. It’s time to take the Debbie Downer name-tag off and go send some good cheer into the world :).

P.P.s. You’re welcome 😉

When I first heard this part of “Stressed Out” from Twenty One Pilots, I was like: “Yeah! Exactly!” I’ve thought of this statement plenty of times, but I’ve never found the right words for them. So, thank you, Twenty One Pilots!

How many faces do you pass every day? How many of them do you remember?

Don’t you feel like we’re all morphing into one another and it seems like it won’t be long before we all look and function completely alike: generic looking clothes, subscribing to beauty ideas, the same haircuts and mannerisms? It’s weird, because I feel like soon we’ll look like the citizens of Suzanne Collin’s Panem. So different, but so alike. And my concern is that I’m no different. I hop aboard trends as much as anyone else and my brain probably gets washed just as much as the next girl’s/woman’s. Creepy.

We hardly know the faces we pass, but we let them pass judgement about our lives. We let them judge and we worry about their blurry opinion about our blurry faces.

I understand we’re social beings and I guess it all comes with the territory. We let it happen and we’re not even aware of it. I sure wasn’t. But, hey, now I am :).