My diary of seven days of positivity certainly started with a bang. It was so good that I didn’t think anything else could quite live up to that fabulous day. I was wrong, as I discovered over the next two days.
Dear Diary, Day Two:
The second day started off with another beautiful golden Colorado morning. It was Saturday, and I had the day off. After years of working Saturdays, I decided that I need to take weekends off. What a treat! Since I had the entire morning free, I baked banana bread from scratch. After all, is there any other kind? As the heavenly fragrance filled the kitchen, I got dinner ready in the crockpot. I do love my kitchen and love do to cook, when I have the time.
I also love going to pole class, and that was next on my agenda for my Saturday off. However, pole is the hardest thing I have ever done in my life, and that’s saying a lot. But, one thing I’ve noticed about pole class–the energy is always positive and uplifting, and we all encourage each other and celebrate each others’ progress throughout the entire class. Maybe that’s the real reason why I love it so much. Honestly, I believe that pole dancers must be the happiest people on earth. I guess when you have the ability to defy gravity, it gives you a different perspective on life, especially when you’re hanging upside down.
My day ended with a fabulous finish with a long walk in the park with one of my dearest friends. Even though we’re close friends, we live so far apart that we rarely get to see each other. However, on this beautiful afternoon she just happened to be in my part of town, and we were able to enjoy some excellent girlfriend time. I drove home feeling warm and fuzzy, and it wasn’t just from hot flashes. This practice of positivity was pretty powerful and pervasive.
Dear Diary, Day Three:
The next day I had to do the grocery shopping, which is not my favorite thing. I have a fantasy that all the groceries I need for the week will magically appear in my kitchen. So far that hasn’t worked out for me, so off I went to the store. When I walked to my car after doing my shopping, I was approached by a man asking me for money. He said he was hungry. I told him I didn’t have any cash on me (which was true). He smiled and thanked me anyway. He started to walk away when I had a head smacking moment. “Wait a minute,” I called after him. “I have bananas. Do you like bananas?”
His smile got bigger as he turned back toward me. “Yes, I like bananas,” he replied. I handed him 3 bananas with a curtsy, and he graciously bowed in return. As he bowed, I remembered I had a sandwich in my bags as well, which I bought to share with my husband for lunch. I dug it out of my bag and handed it over to him with a flourish. He accepted it with a twinkle in his eye. He had such a kind and gentle spirit, and I smiled to myself the entire way home. I was grateful that groceries didn’t magically appear in my kitchen.
I could go on, and on, and on. Actually, Day Four was even better with an opportunity to laugh at myself. But you get the point. When it seems like you’re drowning in an ocean of bad news and negativity, it really isn’t that hard to turn it around. Just change your perspective a bit, and focus on what really matters. When you do that, life sure is a lot more fun, and the negative influences just fade into the background.
Please feel free to share your own positive experiences….my readers and I would love to hear from you! After all, we can all benefit from positive stories. Don’t you agree?