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Happy, but Unpopular

My basic attitude as you know if you follow me here is that “Everything works together in the end; if it hasn’t worked out, it isn’t the end.”

This sounds all nice and fluffy, but think of the ramifications of it:

First, that means though I do complain at times, I shouldn’t as it will work out.

My problem there is not that I don’t believe it will work out, but more that I am just tired and don’t want to take the time and effort for it to work out.

It’s the same with exercise conditioning. There is no worse time in exercise than when you are trying to initially work up to something. I got to the point (at 33) where I could play volleyball, hard, for 2-3 hours.

It was not that way when I began playing. I would huff and puff after a short time and not be able to move as effectively after the first hour. So, the initial effort was very difficult and posed a problem for me.

It’s the same with looking at all situations and knowing they will work out. Knowing is an entirely new thing, too, by the way. It is different from just having the belief. If you know it will work out, the worry is much less than when you believe it will work out.

I have seen some really horrible things work out in the end. If I hadn’t seen these things it would be much more difficult for me to believe. I think you have to pass from just saying the words to hoping for the words, to believing in the words to knowing the words.

Next, it is difficult because people may get angry at you if you spout off how their problems will work out.

Check out Sam’s post that is the reason for this one.  Many people like to complain and expect you to sympathize with them.  I have trouble with that because I feel comfortable that it will work out.  That doesn’t mean I am an unsympathetic bastard.  It just means that, while I do feel sorry that they have to go through this ordeal, I also know it will work out.

Actually, that makes it easier if I remind myself that what I am sorry about is that they have to go through this (or they wouldn’t).   I also have to remind myself that they may never truly understand why this happened and why it was necessary.  Now, that is the difficult one.

You see, my beliefs are that, if you don’t learn, then something else has to happen to get you where you need to be.  Point being my stroke.  I don’t think I had to have the stroke in order to learn what I now know for sure.  It’s more that I believe that God kept showing me and showing me lesser ways to learn and I insisted on not learning what I knew was needed.  I believe the time finally came when the only thing that was going to teach me was the stroke experience.

It has worked and I am now on the mend in a lot of ways.  What I get a lot of times now are people who are amazed at how positive I am over all of this.  They seem to understand it (I believe it is a chance for them to learn without having to go through more), but they don’t always see it as something that works in their lives, too.

A lot of them think how special I am because I can do this.  They (you) can do it too.  It is a matter of realizing that God is all love and, therefore, seeks to show us how to be happy and satisfied with what we have.

(spoiler) ->  You know, as much as the movie “Trust” bothered me, it did end on a good note – Dad / daughter starting to learn what they needed to know to continue.

We are learners by nature.  It is when we stop learning that the real problems begin.  Life is simply changing all the time.  It isn’t going from bad to good to fair to horrible; it is just life; it is just changing.

The process of the changing are to help us grow.  I have a lot of goals in life now.  They were dreams; now, they are goals.  The difference is that, now, I really believe I will reach them all.  I am not sure how or when, but that they will come to pass is something I am becoming ever so much more certain of.

I choose, not I hope.  There is tremendous difference to those two statements.  I read somewhere that the last evil out of Pandora’s Box was hope.

Hope was supposed to be horrible because it made you believe in something without it ever coming to pass.  Now, see, I don’t believe that.  I believe that hope stands in place of belief which stands in place of knowing.  One should lead to another.  I think that blind hope; hope without chance of belief or knowing is not really true hope.  What I think hope should do is propel you forward so that you see how things hoped for can come to pass so you can believe in that and come to know it.

I think I will stop here as I have given enough to keep us all thinking and learning and commenting – please comment.  I love hearing what you have to say and think on these things.  Even if you get off track of what I am saying, you are still on track for what you are thinking – and I am interested.

Namaste,

Scott

We’re off to see the Wizard

Okay, so psychologist and Wizard are not exactly the same; regardless, it was an interesting event.

A lot of it because of the trip, just like in OZ. It was my first Interstate solo driving since my stroke almost 2 years ago!

Not Indy, but…

You know that great feeling you get when you have prepared for something for a long time and you just know you will do great? Well, this wasn’t like that, at all!

I was nervous. I don’t mean shaking, sweating, dry mouth nervous; I just mean that my stomach and brain kept saying, “You know, you can still cancel. It’s not too late.” I left in plenty of time (70 minutes for a 45 minute trip), went during low traffic in Indy, left during low traffic, and paid attention really well.

Still, I did manage to miss my exit while going home and added about 20 minutes and more traffic to my trip, and I did get just a bit concerned on the way about what I would do if I had a lot of trouble and didn’t want to come back. However, it went well; I didn’t have any trouble and I was able to follow things pretty well.

Wasn’t my car, but I can hope, can’t I?

That was big for me. I love driving and traffic has always been a no-brainer. The problems come from my double vision. My glasses take care of most of it, but my night meds made it rough in the beginning just getting back and forth to work.

I found this out one morning when I left for work, swerved out of my lane three times and was pulled over about 2 blocks from work after I missed my turn. For some reason, it, apparently, takes 3 squad cars to do this. Needless to say, it was a topic of conversation at work as many people saw the spectacle. As for the pulling over part, the officer saw my glasses, saw my cane, listened to my story, and said, “I think you need to get this taken care of.” I assured him I would that day. I did make changes in route, in med times and so forth, but now I understand that it was, mainly, the meds still being in my system.

I, of course, felt like one…

So, I try really hard to give it 11 hours before driving and I always drink 1 1/2 cups of coffee for breakfast. It makes me a bit jittery, but I can handle the driving.

A lot of this came about because my psychologist told me that “there will be some brick walls you just can’t knock down.” The job was one; that one I figured out on my own. The driving in Indy thing, I believe, was what she had in mind and she seemed very pleased that I had managed it. That, certainly helped.

Praise always helps!

So, now 4 counties, instead of 2, need to watch out! 🙂
Namaste,
Scott

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