truth

that some of the most despicable, thoughtless, insensitive and selfish people that I know are Christians (or say they are Christians, or go to church and pretend to be Christians)? I am a Christian…but I totally understand how people are turned off!

AARRRGGGHHH…I hate that this is true!

I can be a real shit…I need to allow others to be shitty sometimes.

the more I’m impressed by how alike we all are. Yesterday I kept thinking about how we all want essentially the same things out of life.

Not profound…but it does help me to be more patient and forgiving with people.

most people aren’t sure what they want, but they’re pretty sure they’re not getting it.

I’m one of those people. this week I must clarify exactly and precisely what it is I want.

anytime I get angry or frustrated…or laugh…it’s an expression of what’s in me, rather than what is outside of me.

Someone was very critical of me the other day. I sat there fuming, and wondered what I should do to “correct” this situation. The truth is that if I want to correct things, I should start with the area between my ears. This person didn’t bother me…she just opened the door to some of the muddled thinking that I posses. I may blame the rude driver, or my idiot boss, or the weather (stop me please!), but “The fault, dear Brutus, lies not in our stars, but in ourselves”.

for this fantastic quote – “remember that a sharp tongue, cuts your own throat”.

WOW. Truer words were never spoken.

(http://www.43things.com/person/jrdreams)

my friends may not be able to show me where I need to grow, but people who are jerks certainly can. At lease they can piss me off…and those things that piss me off…those areas where I’m sensitive…those are the areas where I need to grow.

Serenity now…serenity now…

I’ve often felt like I don’t fit in, or that I’m on the outside of some group. I now believe this is due to my judgmental nature. I really dislike judgmental people, but perhaps it’s the judgmental spirit in myself that I’m really reacting to.

Just a thought.

I’m going to be aware, starting today, of my own judgmental thoughts. Examine those thoughts, and change those thoughts.

(I’ve got to stop thinking and talking all that shit about people…no wonder I feel alienated at times.)

I actually do like constructive criticism…really. But I dislike it when people go out of their way just to piss on you. Which brings me circuitously to my truth: I need to be aware of how critical I am of others. I don’t often go over and rain people, but all of that critical crap about myself and others goes into my thinking, and it’s not a good thing.

Today I’m going to focus on seeing the good, beautiful, lovely, praise worthy things in others…try to remember that we all really do want the same things out of life, and we’re all doing the best that we know how.

My sister called the other day to vent. During our conversation she recalled things happened 40 years ago. About how I was a rotten kid, always getting into trouble This btw is not true. I was not exactly found in a manger, but I was a pretty responsible kid who rarely got into trouble.

Anyway after hanging up I thought to myself that I’m tired of listening to what happened in 1969. Unless I run into Ben Linus I doubt I could go back and rectify her memories of that time. Even if I could I think she’s formed her memories into a legend or myth of what our family was like back then…it’s certainly not what I remember. For the record my parents were good, decent, hard working people who diligently worked at providing a loving home. They weren’t perfect, but…

But then after having a glass of wine, I realized that because this bothers me so much, I need to forgive my sister…completely and honestly forgive her. Perhaps the reason that I’m upset about her current behavior is just a form of looking “where the light is”.

Just a thought…

Below is the context for the title (in case you don’t already know this story).

One man is walking down the street at night. He comes upon a second man who is on his knees under a street light digging in the gutter.
The first man asks, “What are you doing?” The second man answers, “Looking for my keys.” The first man asks, “Can I help?” The second man answers, “Sure, thanks.” The first asks, “Where did you lose your keys?” The second man replies, “Over there,” and he points into the darkness. The first asks, “Then why are you looking here?” The second man replies, “Because this is where the light is.”