"In the end, remember that happiness is a choice—you can be whoever you want at any moment." My latest Substack dove into the difficult topic of anger and who is really to blame. Read more at the link below
Let’s say in the past I would have thrown the shoes that were deliberately left smack in the middle of the kitchen floor to the back door entryway where they belong. Then go on to fume. Now I calmly pick them and take some long deep breath’s. Then I practice my “I” statements. I’m concerned I might crack my head open if I trip over the shoes. He’s getting better. 😀
To avoid a reaction I'll have to apologize for later I head outside and take a walk around the pond ... sometimes two. There are usually spiderwebs on the narrow, tree-lined path so I take a long stick and swing it like a sword fighter. That usually helps : )
I literally laughed out loud at the shoe comment. I constantly kick my husband's shoes across the room if they are even an inch in my path out of pure spite and totally uncalled for rage. This self-regulation of feeling is so powerful and yet SO. DAMN. HARD. It reminds me so much of embodiment work, as you allude to in this piece. Can we fully process the frustration, ire, rage out through our body so its just gone, released, sayonara instead of pushing it down or out or up? My husband sure hopes so! 🤣
Let’s say in the past I would have thrown the shoes that were deliberately left smack in the middle of the kitchen floor to the back door entryway where they belong. Then go on to fume. Now I calmly pick them and take some long deep breath’s. Then I practice my “I” statements. I’m concerned I might crack my head open if I trip over the shoes. He’s getting better. 😀
Lol - we're all getting better:-)
To avoid a reaction I'll have to apologize for later I head outside and take a walk around the pond ... sometimes two. There are usually spiderwebs on the narrow, tree-lined path so I take a long stick and swing it like a sword fighter. That usually helps : )
Great way to get back into your body! Love it.
I literally laughed out loud at the shoe comment. I constantly kick my husband's shoes across the room if they are even an inch in my path out of pure spite and totally uncalled for rage. This self-regulation of feeling is so powerful and yet SO. DAMN. HARD. It reminds me so much of embodiment work, as you allude to in this piece. Can we fully process the frustration, ire, rage out through our body so its just gone, released, sayonara instead of pushing it down or out or up? My husband sure hopes so! 🤣
Why is it always the damn shoes?! We can do it:-) Gotta release, and let it go!!
Right?!? Definitely a work in progress!