“In all affairs it’s a healthy thing now and then to hang a question mark on the things you have long taken for granted.”
― Bertrand Russell
Are the things we take for granted anything more than the stories we tell ourselves? We paint ourselves as hero or victim, seldom villain, at least for most people. I have tried to describe myself as an innocent bystander in my story more often than not only to discover that I wasn’t either of those things. Still this quote has given me an idea. The next time I am feeling sad or angry about something that has transpired, perhaps I can step back and look at things from a different perspective. Perhaps its not the story that’s at fault but the way its being told. If something happened that made me angry, how would the story sound if everyone involved was wearing clown suits or in their underwear? How about if the story was being told in retrospect from six months in the future or even six years? How would the story be told by someone watching it unfold or from the point of view of the jerk who was arguing with me? Could I actually Have been the jerk who was arguing with him? I will try each of these things and report back. This may be interesting to say the least.
Blessings, G
Electric Tendrils by G A Rosenberg