The Dent in My Journal
I opened my journal to write about procrastination, the beauty of others, and the book I’m currently reading — The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari. But my mood was dampened when I saw a horrible dent on the cover of the journal. Instantaneously, every little thing started to piss me off. I got irritated for petty reasons and start to throw tantrums. It took me a whole 5 minutes to realize what was happening and at that moment, I knew I had to document this.
Taking the time to reflect that I should not pass the negative vibes onto others just because something unfortunate happened to me. Maybe I was feeling an emotion but how is it fair to mistreat somebody who did not spark my anger on purpose? This taught me that I will need to have some self-control.
I need to learn two things. No. 1, I cannot let my emotions affect others. It is very unreasonable and selfish of me. No. 2, I need to accept imperfections. To see and embrace the beauty in ruins, damages, and mistakes. Like the dent on the cover of my journal, my inconsistent and atrocious handwriting, the smudges from the pen’s ink… Ultimately, I shouldn’t worry too much when things don’t go my way.
Speaking of that, the book I’m reading now focuses so much on the health of our mind and soul. For example, I didn’t realize that being worried drains so much of our mental energy. It brings no good thoughts and it invites negativity into our mind and subsequently, it destroys our soul and disturbs our daily life. Think good thoughts, it says. Not too sure about others but I for one, suck so bad at it. It takes a passing, unhealthy remark to trigger my mind but I am trying to take control of that as well.
I want to choose happiness and good vibes only. But only I can let that happen.
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