“In this life we are all just walking up the mountain and we can sing as we climb or we can complain about our sore feet. Whichever we choose, we still gotta do the hike. I decided a long time ago singing made a lot more sense.”
I couldn’t agree more with this quote; author unknown. The only thing I might add is a charming little reminder that we have the power to choose that proverbial mountain.
I know it sounds cliche, but I say this from experience, I swear. For 29 of my first 30 years, I believed I was only reacting to what life “gave me;” my fate, if you will, or the hand I was dealt. I had no idea that it was my response to those events that was framing my beliefs. I had a whole mental tally system accruing marks in everyone’s favor, but my own it seemed.
I would join in the usual banter at work about how much “Mondays suck,” “traffic sucks,” “the weather sucks.” Beers after work were filled with harmless sarcasm of how much life inevitably sucked.
Yet, beyond the jokes and the casual cynicism, I was taking every parking ticket, flat tire, and returned check as further evidence that life was creaming me in its cruel harsh game. I remember sitting around waiting for “my break,” when life would at least throw me a frickin’ bone I could run with.
It wasn’t until I made the decision to see life as I chose to see it that the world started spinning miraculously in my favor. Suddenly, the old triggers that might have thrown me into a day-long tailspin, seemed less daunting, silly even.
It wasn’t easy at first, changing my world view. Society at large doesn’t necessarily support overly positive people. Instead, we praise the haters, because that always makes for such a good time.
Yes, it takes a little gumption to walk the road less traveled. Opposition will meet you at several stops, no doubt. But from this side of the fence, where life is filled with blessings, and optimism isn’t naive, it’s reality, it’s all worth it.
I chose to start “singing” at the start of 2009, and I haven’t stopped since. And it hasn’t been all peaches and roses, I promise. But it’s been my ride, that in which I have complete control. I don’t wait for happiness anymore; I know better. I create it. And so can you.
I leave you with this: Watch your language at work, at home, out with friends. Notice if you add to the negative banter or not. Listen closely to your inner monologue. How much do you beat yourself up? What kind of world do you see?
#Onward in song