Today I am thinking, wondering and writing about habits.
We all have habits, some are good some are bad. It’s a fact that we all have both kinds of habits. I imagine that most of our habits are good. Those things we do all the time because we like doing them, they give pleasure and make us happy, make the people around us happy. There are things we do simply because they need to be done to keep clean and neat and healthy or to help others because we care about them. You know, good things that come from our hearts.
Then there are those bad habits that somehow become a part of life. They may not be things that break laws or hurt people but they can be troublesome. They aren’t necessarily awful things but if we are honest with ourselves we know they aren’t nice or just stuff that wastes time. Things that we tell ourselves are okay because they aren’t hurting anyone except maybe ourself. Although, when they hurt us then the ones who care about us hurt.
What I really want to know is:
Why is it so hard to develop good habits and so easy develop bad habits?
Why is it so easy to break good habits and so hard to break the bad ones?
Why do good habits often seem boring and bad habits seem so fun?
Why am I thinking, wondering and writing about good and bad habits? Because I had a good habit that I started in January. That habit was walking 3-4 miles everyday! Well, except Sundays. That’s a day of rest, you know.
So, I had that good habit until sometime in July. It was near 100* most days with humidity in the 90’s. Even if I tried walking at 7 -7:30 in the morning I was a hot mess after just a few blocks and felt sick. So I didn’t walk most of July and all of August. It was still hot in September and my good habit was broken. Since October I have been walking a couple days a week except when I find an excuse not to.
I need my good habit back!
No one can get it back for me, I have to do it myself.
I will work on it…I’m not sure when but soon, I think.
“Wherever you are is the entry point.”
I am at the place in life where there is undeniably more life behind me than ahead of me. I admit I spend a lot of time looking back and less looking forward. That being said this quote spoke to me loud and clear. I may have more past than future but where I am is the entry point to whatever I may have yet to experience.
I tend not to think about the future very often. If I do it is usually in a negative way. I will face health challenges and/or financial difficulties. I will need someone to take care of my daily needs. I will not be able to stay in my home. I will need to move to assisted living or a nursing home. And of course, what will happen to my catkids?
Those are valid concerns but when I look at the past there have been health challenges and finacial difficulties, I did have to spend an extended time in the hospital, I did have to return to my parents home for a time, and my cats were fine. So, starting now I am going to be more realistic about my future. Yes, there will there will be negatives but there will also be positives. I am going to enter the future, which starts every new minute, knowing that whatever happens, you know Who and I will be together and all will be well.
I expect there will be relapses into the previous way of thinking.
As you can see, I am going to need some practice in positive thinking!
Here is a test to find whether your mission on earth is finished:
If you’re alive, it isn’t.
– Richard Bach
I agree with this thought. I think we all have a reason for being here. Some folks are here to do big amazing things for the world others are here to do one small thing for for one other person. Whether the reason for being is big or small it is important and will be accomplished.
Some know what their mission is at an early age and work hard to get it done; some have no idea what their mission is or why they are here on earth. Some are known for their work(s) and are recognized and awarded while they live; some never know fame or the acknowledgement of their contribution.
I suspect I am of the latter group. I have no idea what my assigned mission is but I am pretty sure it is of the small category. That is okay with me. I don’t need to know. In fact, it would probably freak me out if I did. I just hope that when I die I am told what my mission was and that it was completed successfully. I think that is the last thing my guardian angel has on his list of duties regarding me and this life. Then we will both move on to whatever happens next.
“Things turn out best for people who
make the best of the way things turned out.”
There is no such thing as a perfect life. Everything doesn’t happen the way we want and we don’t get everything we want. Yet, we can have a good life and a happy one in spite of the little things that aren’t to our liking and bother us. Even the big ugly stuff that can stop us in our tracks and make us miserable can’t keep us down if we don’t let it.
Sometimes we just have to suck it up, put our big kid panties on, thumb our noses, and carry on with life the best we can. Other than the fact that one day we all die, there are no guarantees in life. So we might as well do what we can, make peace with what we can’t and get on with living.
All that being said…
I don’t think life is easy. Life is often painful and challenging. Those are just some of the wrappings to be torn away. So tear away where and when you must. Just be careful not to damage the beautiful gift of life you have been given.
“The greater part of our happiness or misery
depends on our dispositions and not our circumstances.”
I have a friend who is never happy. I cannot think of a time I have heard her laugh. Of course, she has had bad things happen to her, we all have. And she has been badly hurt by people she loved. It saddens me to see her spend her life being bitter about the past and allowing it to control the present with no hope for the future. I can understand how she feels. I have been where she is. I know it can be different.
There were times in my life that were pretty awful and I was miserable. What made me wretched and sad was how I processed what was happening in my life. I saw only the difficulties, the troubles and struggles. I didn’t see anything good. I was unwilling to accept help or advice. I became comfortable in my misery. It was easier to accept the misery than to do the work needed to see what was real and what was imagined.
Some of my reality was ugly but not all of it. I just focused on the ugly. My imagination worked overtime on the negatives and gave little thought to the positives. It took time and energy and hard work to learn to think rationally, to see my circumstances clearly and take resposibility for my mistakes and stop blaming myself for things I couldn’t control. Change was really hard. The anger and tears, denial and acceptance, lies and truth, to learn to live with what couldn’t be changed and change what could be, to forgive and be forgiven, all had to happen to begin again and to live a good and happy life.
Life is good if you don’t weaken… and don’t give up!
“Common sense and a sense of humor are the same thing,
moving at different speeds.
A sense of humor is just common sense dancing.”
This makes sense to me. Think about it; common sense will tell you that a lot of what happens isn’t all that serious. If something is serious a sense of humor helps you get through it with your sanity in check.
In today’s world there are a lot of very serious things happening or could happen at any moment. Common sense recognizes this fact but doesn’t allow it to be the only focus in life.
We can spend our time analyzing every aspect of every thing that comes our way or we can look at things and use common sense to decide what we need to study and think about in depth and what we can do. If we can do something, great, if we can’t we might as well dance.