Faith vs Fear

Faith vs Fear
Showing posts with label Attitudes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Attitudes. Show all posts

Monday, January 31, 2011

Words Matter

With all the focus lately on the need for civility going on in the national dialogue, I've been thinking about the power of words. Pundits from both sides claim that violent metaphors used to describe political and social conflict don't really matter because "they are just words." It reminds me of the old childhood rhyme: "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me." But words do matter, and names can hurt. Words are what we use to convey thoughts, ideas, and emotions. What we say to others can build them up or destroy them. Elisa Brinton, a young writer I interviewed last summer put it this way: "It has often been said that the pen in mightier than the sword, and that’s very true. You can change the world with words. For example, the Declaration of Independence was just words, but look what it led to."

I like the words to the hymn "Let Us Oft Speak Kind Words to Another":

Let us oft speak kind words to each other
At home or where'er we may be;
Like the warblings of birds on the heather,
The tones will be welcome and free.
They'll gladden the heart that's repining,
Give courage and  hope from above,
And where the dark clouds hide the shining,
Let in the bright sunlight of love."

Hymns, 232

Or in the immortal words of John Lennon:
"You say you've got a real solution
Well, you know
We'd all love to see the plan
You ask me for a contribution
Well, you know
We are doing what we can
But if you want money for people with minds that hate
All I can tell is, brother, you'll have to wait."


And what we say to ourselves also matters; it influences our feelings of self-worth. For instance, when I get discouraged and down on myself, my whole attitude suffers. But when I say to myself, "I can get through this crisis," I feel confidence returning, and I can work through my problems better.

One of the recent threads at Spouses of Bipolar in an Active Relationship was on the subject of what we love about our spouses. It was a great exercise to list some of the things that I appreciate about David, and helps me keep things in perspective, especially when he's being cross. Here is my list:
* Hard-working.
* Creative and innovative, especially around the house or when he wants to try cooking something. It can be a bad thing, but he's come up with good things, too.
* Honest and sincere.
* Adventurous; we love going on short drives and taking off down unexplored and sometimes little-travelled roads.
* Funny.
* Really good with children. I love watching him interact with our grandchildren as well as children in our ward and neighborhood.
* Plain-spoken; says what he thinks.
* Caring, especially to those who are older and need help.
* Takes his disorder seriously; works hard to manage it.
* Muscular (all those workout sessions at the gym).
* Quiet; he knows the value of companionable silence.
* Willingly helps around the house, doing dishes, laundry, etc.

David's moods have been reasonably steady, but the cold, overcast weather is taking a toll on his spirits. I think that one of the reasons he gets depressed is that he doesn't have enough to do. He really needs a part-time job, but we're having trouble lining one up, and he's having a hard time motivating himself to really look. He also still doesn't sleep enough. His dr. prescribed another sleeping pill for him so we'll see if that will help him get some more rest.

The weather gets me down, too. I'm looking forward to the return of warmer weather. A recent highlight: I saw the layout for the story I wrote on leadership for the magazine. I'm excited to see it in print in another few months. That's what I love about my job: getting to work with words!

Friday, April 23, 2010

Choosing Attitudes

Someone sent me this in an e-mail (one of those "forward this one on" kind of e-mails), and I like it so much I wanted to share it here:
"John is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, 'If I were any better, I would be twins!'
"He was a natural motivator.
"If an employee was having a bad day, John was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.
"Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up and asked him, 'I don't get it!'
" 'You can't be a positive person all of the time.
"How do you do it?'
"He replied, 'Each morning I wake up and say to myself, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or...you can choose to be in a bad mood. I choose to be in a good mood.'
"Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or...I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it.
"Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or...I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life.
" 'Yeah, right, it's not that easy,' I protested.
" 'Yes, it is,' he said. 'Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people affect your mood.
"You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live your life.'
"I reflected on what he said. Soon hereafter, I left the Tower Industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.
"Several years later, I heard that he was involved in a serious accident, falling some 60 feet from a communications tower.
"After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, he was released from the hospital with rods placed in his back.
"I saw him about six months after the accident.
"When I asked him how he was, he replied, 'If I were any better, I'd be twins...Wanna see my scars?'
"I declined to see his wounds, but I did ask him what had gone through his mind as the accident took place.
" 'The first thing that went through my mind was the well-being of my soon-to-be born daughter,' he replied. 'Then, as I lay on the ground, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live or...I could choose to die. I chose to live.'
" 'Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?' I asked.
"He continued, '...the paramedics were great.
"They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read 'he's a dead man'. I knew I needed to take action.'
" 'What did you do?' I asked.
" 'Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me,' said John. 'She asked if I was allergic to anything 'Yes, I replied.' The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Gravity''
"Over their laughter, I told them, 'I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.'
"He lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude....I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully.
"Attitude, after all, is everything. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.' Matthew 6:34.
"After all today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday."

The first time I heard this theory I was in college. I tried putting it to the test one cold winter day when a young man I was dating was late picking me up. He was delightful, but habitually late, and I was really cold and really irritated, when I remembered hearing this lesson one day in a class. I tried putting myself in my friend's place, and realized he was undoubtedly frustrated and would come get me as soon as possible. (This was before cell phones.) It worked! I wasn't mad when he finally arrived, and he appreciated the fact that I didn't yell at him about something that wasn't his fault.

And that same attitude is something I admire about David. Even when he's having one of his bad days, he refuses to succumb to it. He might sit and mope for a day or two, but then he gets up and keeps going, even when it is so hard for him to do. He's been a little down the last few days because of stress relating to taking care of my old car, but I don't doubt he'll pull it together to carry on.
Family update: Our Katie had her baby on Monday night! (Another stressful, but happy event.) Little Sierra Rose weighed in at 6 lbs. 15 oz. and looks a lot like her mama. It's an awe-inspiring sight to see a brand-new baby arrive in the world. And watching my baby suddenly become a mother was amazing. She and her husband Kevin will be great parents, and I'm sure Sierra will be well-dressed and cared for!
I am also pleased to say that I planted some peony and dahlia bulbs last weekend, and the weather cooperated by watering them this week. I'm hoping to get some annuals planted as well as a small vegetable garden when we get back from our trip next week to Seattle.