I've been on and on about positive thinking for a while now. There was a let down about this though. Recent studies found that someone in deep depression would receive no real benefit from such uplifting injection of thoughts because they can seem inflated or unrealistic giving false hope. More so it is best to accept that deep depression be allowed to take its course to go the full circle until the sufferer has the mental ability to improve.
That led me to some ideas. Humans are easy prey to brain washing. Brain washing sounds so negative. So I recently decided to reverse it and try to self brain wash. I decided that every 2 or 3 days when I attended the local shops about 15 minutes away, I'd find a reason to convince myself that the day was a good one and use a reason to inflate my perspective of the day.
The first time I tried, last week, I walked past an elderly lady that was really frail. She was trying to move the rather heavy clear vertical strips on the doorway of a bakery to allow her trolley to pass through. She was about to fall over and I stopped her with my outstretched arm. She gave a big thankyou then after making sure she wasnt dizzy or unwell returned to the bakery where the serving lady insisted she not charge me for the pastie I wanted to buy. Turned out she was the old lady's daughter!! This was a head start in my theory. So for the rest of the day I kept reminding myself of the event and that it was a good day.
The next time I went into town I visited my tax agent. He told me in a very short conversation that he'd just visited Moscow and was eager to tell me of his trip. We spent a few minutes chatting then I left to go shopping. I convinced myself that he was so friendly towards me he wanted me to be the recipient of his travel story. I was liked by him. It was a reason for a good day.
The third time was yesterday. I had our little fox terrier with me. I carried her in my arms. I saw a little girl smile at my dog. So asked the girls mother if I could allow her daughter to pat 'Rosie". She agreed. Then I went on my way. I held onto the smile the girl had while patting my dog. It was priceless. Or at least I made it priceless.
And that's the key. To hold onto the smallest positive moment and explode its importance. Gather it each time.....and run with it into the sunlight.....
