Walk the talk

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Each week I sit down to write this blog in hopes of offering a nugget of wisdom to help people approach life differently particularly when challenges arise, if even just one person (though if it were hundreds of thousands that would be pretty cool). I’ve been told I give good advice and I, of course, hope that is true. Well, guess what? Sometimes, instead of giving advice, I need to take it. That’s right, sometimes I forget to take my own advice.  This week I was reminded to walk the talk.

Believe it or not, last week I found myself in the full throws of a tantrum. I know… as a fully grown, responsible adult, it seems a bit unusual, silly really, for me to be having a meltdown. But there I was, in major meltdown mode. See, things weren’t going my way and I really wanted them to be going my way.  This was after several weeks (6 weeks actually, but who’s counting?) of things not going my way. I’m talking about problems in most arenas of my life; home, work, illness, my child, balance, stress, health, you name it.  In the moment when the problems arose, they felt very big, very frustrating, very out of my control, and, most of all, not what I wanted to happen.  After 6 weeks of feeling hit by issues, stressors and problems, I was feeling pretty depleted, and all I wanted was a normal week of work.  Instead, my daughter got the stomach flu.

My initial reaction was, of course, to feel horribly for the poor kiddo, but as soon as she was set up on the couch, I moved pretty quickly into feeling extremely sorry for myself. I wallowed and whined, gnashed my teeth and started yelling at the Universe. Tantrum time. I was taking personally things that didn’t have anything to do with me, resisting things that are normal life occurrences, even if they are happening 6 weeks in a row. I was STUCK. I was stuck focusing on my desires instead of flowing with what life was actually delivering to me. In that moment, I realized I was by myself in my home office instead of being with my kid when she needed me. Wrong move, right?!

It took me a few minutes to become aware of my actions, to acknowledge the breakdown, and to implement an immediate change in my behavior. I had a choice before me:  I could continue with my tantrum, or I could accept the situation and return to better functioning, remembering what was really important (HINT: it’s not me!). In short, I needed to walk the talk. I got up and dusted myself off, and settled into the great honor of caring for my very special little person. You know what? In that moment I felt a huge sense of relief!

As always, thanks for reading. ~ Dr. Carrie

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