Every time I think I’ve just made some kind of spiritual or life “progress,” I wind up stepping in a great big pile of…doo-doo.
It’s just happened again. I can’t believe I keep doing this. What a slow learner!!
The details of my little escapade are not at all important. Suffice it to say that several people – myself chief among them – got seriously highjacked recently by a set of circumstances that proved to be over-the-top challenging way beyond anyone’s expectations – and behaved quite badly indeed.
It’s made me realize that one of my own recurring faults is that I set my expectations of myself impossibly high. I try really hard to be a “can do” person.
“I can handle that,” I say overconfidently, in the face of earthquakes and hurricanes (well, emotionally and metaphorically speaking) – and then, when I can’t – I land with a very nasty thud.
Ass right over teakettle.
The new rules I’m establishing for myself are pretty simple:
- Expect the unexpected. Always, always, always…
- Say “Whatever” endlessly. Frequent substitution of “It is what it is” also helps. Someone behaves appallingly. “Whatever.” I behave appallingly. “Whatever.” (Apologies, of course, are high on the list of life’s necessities…).
- Lower expectations – of everyone (myself included), everything, every situation, every day.
- Work really, really, really faithfully to remain firmly embedded in the present moment. This is a good deal more challenging than it first appears…but the rewards are certainly very, very gratifying indeed...