Flexing

Flexing

Contract. Expand. Closed. Open. Downward. Upward. Dark. Light. Frustrated. Satisfied.

Wait, that last pair doesn’t quite fit, as anyone who has play the Sesame Street game can tell you.

Everything ebbs and flows, waxes and wanes. And, while a pair like frustration and satisfaction can seem like they fit, they are quite the different beast.

I can’t inhale until I’ve exhaled. I can’t hold my mug of delicious, steaming coffee until I close my fingers around the handle. I can’t walk or run or practice kung fu unless my muscles contract and expand. Natural.

Frustration and satisfaction are choices, feelings. And feelings we can change in an instant by changing our thoughts.

In the broadest sense, frustration comes from saying, “N0!” to life and satisfaction comes from saying, “Yes.”

Sometimes, we decide that we won’t feel satisfied until we finish something. The whole time we are working on our project, we push away satisfaction, and in its place we put frustration. Maybe we think it’s taking too long, or it’s too hard, or we aren’t getting enough help, or too much help. Something seems to always get in the way.

When we go to frustrated, we are informing ourselves that our expectations are not aligned with our reality. That’s wacky because we do a lot to create our reality. So what’s going on?

Well, I am back to saying, “no” to my life, resisting it as it unfolds, refusing the gifts, the lessons, the hidden delights from a place of fear, or anger or stubbornness. It never ends well.

When I refuse life, I set myself up to feel kind of crazy, or overwhelmed, or even like I’m under attack.  When I refuse life, I turn my back on support, and love, and kindnesses from unexpected sources. I choose morose, I choose gloomy, I choose negativity, and I spread it around like butter on toast until I’ve coated everything in my emotional greasiness.

When I open to life, when I allow my life to unfold, when I say “yes,” I not only look for the good in whatever is happening, but I find it. It means that I can find satisfaction in the moment, I don’t have to wait for a special occasion.

When I allow my life to unfold, I can enjoy the moment for what it is. Enjoyment isn’t always about having fun. Sometimes, enjoyment is very close to satisfaction. When I have gone through periods of intense grief, when it’s clean emotion, without emotional baggage, I find it very satisfying, even enjoyable. I know, we do have a taboo about that. Grief isn’t supposed to be satisfying, but there you go. Allowing life to flow through.

When I choose to allow life, I choose to be present, living in the moment, not for the moment. When I choose to allow life, I am on the lookout for greatness, including within me. When I choose to allow life, I enjoy more responsibility. Enjoy. More. Responsibility. I take better care of me. I make a loving peaceful space for you.

Satisfaction is a choice I want to make over and over and over.

How have I changed from frustration and rage to peaceful satisfaction?

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