Millions of people are looking forward to the first days of 2015 like a child looks forward to a new school year. Remember the anticipation? The slate was clean. A new chance to get better grades, make new friends and take hold of exciting opportunities. Why then did so many of those years slip by without change? What could have been done differently?
The 2015 New Year’s celebrations are over. The lights have dimmed and the smell of fireworks has drifted away. But opportunity and hope did not disappear with the smoke. Here are four steps to help make this year one of your best!
One of the principles that has allowed me to enjoy the benefits of losing 47 lbs came from my wife’s Weight Watchers group. They ask their participants to write down every thing they eat BEFORE they put it in their mouth. “Write it before you bite it” is the motto. It is amazing how much we eat without even thinking. Try to remember what you ate yesterday. I guarantee that unless you wrote it down, your estimate will be way less than you actually ate. When we “write it before we bite it” it allows us to make a judgment call on both the consequences and the benefits of what we are about to consume.
That got me thinking.
A recent article by David Burns in Psych Central identified the top ten types of “Stinkin Thinkin;” negative ways of thinking about ourselves that diminish the quality and potential of our lives. I was astounded to discover that I have occasionally entertained some of these destructive thoughts.
It was refreshing and helpful to see them identified. Out in the open, these patterns of thought can be recognized and more effectively dealt with. Here are four of the top ten types of “Stinkin Thinkin” and how I am resolving to eliminate them from my thought process. See if you recognize any of them.
Recently my friend, talented writer Jeff Goins, posted the above Hemingway Quote. Hemingway’s advice applies to an audience far larger than writers. His words are intriguing in light of his life and tragic death.
A little boy sat in art class. On his desk was a blank sheet of paper. The art teacher stared at his paper for a moment and asked, “What are you drawing?”
“A cow eating grass.” the boy answered.
“Where’s the grass?”
“The cow ate it.” the boy explained.
“Ok, where is the cow?”
“She ran away.” the boy said handing her his paper.
What ever happened to our imagination?