“A rose by any other name would smell as sweet,” said William Shakespeare (Romeo & Juliet). A truism regarding the loveliest of flowers.
And I suppose the same could be said of the weed we call “worry.” All except for the sweet part, that is.
Worry is FEAR dressed up as CONCERN; it is an inner angst that consumes the human mind. I have had a life filled with it. But hated as it is, it is about as easy to shake off as the smell of skunk spray in a dog’s hair. It lingers. And it stinks.
Worry is an emotional virus that does not contribute anything good in any situation. Nevertheless, it tries to convince its diseased carrier that he/she cannot live safely without its step-by-step direction.
If you (like me) want to live free from WORRY, you might try the following suggestions:
- Ask yourself what you can actually DO to change a given situation that is worrying you.
- If there is something, then DO IT; if not, then release the worry and the situation (you have done all you can do, right?).
- Use a tangible or physical action that symbolizes this release (I prefer to turn the palms of my hands upward and open my fingers).
- Each time the inclination to worry or brood about the situation enters your mind (and it WILL) repeat the physical release action you have chosen.
We are taught to worry from an early age. And we must LEARN not to worry as well.
But we must be motivated to learn.
Let me ask you a question as motivational food for thought:
“Can any of you add a single hour to his life by worrying?”
Now . . . THAT . . . ought to be put in a book somewhere!
Ready to start practicing a new life? One not controlled by the weed of worry?
Get those hands ready. And limber up those wrists.