Guess what is on my right wrist today?
I have bought into parts of the *Thou Shalt Not Complain* thingy that is going around right now. It started out with me hearing little bits and pieces of it here and there. Then I saw a TV show on it. Then I read the web site. Then I was sitting in Rachel's office one day, my mouth just a runnin', when my brain started saying.....*Damn you are one negative girl*. Then the more I really thought about it the more I realized that I do not like myself or my attitude much right now.
That is when I began to think that Mindy needed to change some things.
I can be quiet a snarky girl. Humor is one thing. Snarkiness is another.
Am I using this so that a whole host of harp playing angels will begin to follow me around? Do I think that this is going to help me start pooping golden eggs**? Will this make me magically skinny?
Oh heck no. ~whispers...if it makes me skinny I am so buying more!!~
I ordered the bracelets a few weeks ago all hip on being positive and such. By the time they arrived, not so much. I did not even open the package when they came here because I knew I would have to deal with them. Imagine, not wanting to look at little purple bracelets cause you know you are going to have to put some action to them!! Finally I opened them and they spent a few days on my computer desk at home. Then, they migrated to work. They have sat here a few days looking at me....daring me to put one on.
Dirty dog double daring me.
I am using this because I have forgotten my blessings. I have had some low lows over the last couple of weeks. I have also had some high highs. But I can rattle off the lows without even having to take a breath. The highs I would have to think about. I have bought in to the negativity of the world at this time. I realize that it has been months since I have posted a thankfulness list. I have lost my gratitude and joy.
And that is not who or what I want to be.
I am going to use this as a tool. I want to catch myself when I am negative and try to channel it into a more positive thing.
It works like this. Begin to wear the bracelet, on either wrist. When you catch yourself complaining or criticizing (it’s ok, everyone does) move the bracelet to the other arm and begin again. If you hear someone else who is wearing a bracelet complain, you may point out their need to switch the bracelet to the other arm; BUT if you’re going to do this, you must move your bracelet first! Stay with it. It may take many months but when you reach 21 days you will find that your entire life is happier, more loving and more enjoyable.
Case in point, I have worn mine for 6 hours and 15 minutes. I even did yoga at lunch and did not mutter a negative word.
Then everyone was in here talking about *a project* and I catch myself saying something I should not have. Well...we were all thinking it but big mouth here just went right ahead and waded out in it. After it flew out of my mouth, I had to change the bracelet to the other wrist.
Now don't be thinking that I am going all flipping Mary Poppins on ya. The web site does say: “Complaining is not to be confused with informing someone of a mistake or deficiency so that it can be put right. And to refrain from complaining doesn’t necessarily mean putting up with bad quality or behavior. There is no ego in telling the waiter your soup is cold and needs to be heated up—if you stick to the facts, which are always neutral. ‘How dare you serve me cold soup…?’ That’s complaining.”—Eckhart Tolle, “A New Earth”
So there it is. I have made myself accountable to you my dear loyal readers. You catch me being negative then you may call me out on it. Then I will switch my bracelet.
And guess what? *grins really big* I got extras!! Read the web site. Think about it for a bit. If you want one of the bracelets, I will send you one for free. Postage is on me. Offer is good until supplies run out!
Don't y'all start a stampede now....~grins~
**Trust me...if I start to poop golden eggs I am so writing a tutorial so ya'll can all do the same. I am all about sharing the wealth. *snickers*