Postivity-ness-ly-ism to the Core

 

When you’re sad, or stressed, you don’t necessarily need to wear it on your shoulder, but that plastic smiley face you have glued to your nose really doesn’t hide a thing.

I started writing about being positive to the core and stopped, I knew I was writing a book, each word was requiring at least a paragraph, leading to a chapter.  The attitude and ability to be positive doesn’t mean that you have a forced smile, it means that you live in reality, with real issues that may affect you in real ways. It means you do your best to live through them. It means you try to see beauty in the midst of the ugly. It means you recognize and be responsible for the financial stress, the worry about the sickness, the project at work. It means living life . . . honestly.

So Dr. Dink, how do I remain positive?  Guess what . . . some days you can’t. That doesn’t mean you don’t have hope for another day. It may mean training yourself to see and experience positivity. It may mean separating yourself from that negative influence. It means being honest and dealing with the  situation (s) that pull you down.

Having positivity-ness-ly-ism isn’t faking it. Isn’t denying life. However, it is living though the messiness of life and still trying to smell roses anyway, looking for beauty, having hope for a new day and helping others deal with the messy shit in life in a real way so that the world, our word can be a better place.

Even when I’m not trying to write a book, I still see the outline here, sorry that’s frustrating. Life is complicated. There is hope. There is a light at the end of the tunnel. There is today, let’s make the best of it, eh?

Enjoying the Adventure! (Even though sometimes that Adventure is messy!)

Dr. Dink

 

 

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Lawn Ornament?

At first I thought it was a yard ornament, but I was walking so as I passed by I noticed movement. Although I’m not a suburban girl, one thing nice about the “planned community” is the wonderful walking paths. This community in the Southwest has six foot concrete walls separating house from house, neighbor from neighbor, dog from dog and turtles from the water they long for on the other side. I wondered, how did this huge hard-shelled creature get over the two foot dividing fence between park, lake & fountains? Maybe Mr. Turtle was an adopted pet. Maybe he was a Ninja & could do parkour to get to the other side when no one was looking.

In all seriousness, it was a wonderful reprieve to stop, wait for that turtle to move again & forget the rapid pace of the world around me. Just a few streets away the morning rush hour was noisily running toward the  stress of the day. I am convinced that in order to “be more positive” you must make and take the time to do so. Who knows what you might see when you do!

Enjoying the Adventure, (Because I make the time to do so!)

Dr. Dink

 

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