“Do something about it or make peace with it.”
I still remember the first time I heard this. A friend and I were cooling down from a swim. We were leisurely gliding up and down the pool, laid across our kickboards when she uttered the phrase. It was our time to catch up on each other’s lives, and I was expressing some turbulent times in my marriage. The phrase struck me because could it all be that simple? Do something about it or make peace with it, whatever it was, was that how you could release your mind of it?
Often times, when I’m faced with the dreaded it, I say this phrase to myself. Is it my something to do something about, or is it something I need to make peace with because it does not belong to me. If it is not mine, perhaps it belongs to another, and it is their path and challenge to take.
Funny thing is for a person like me doing something about that specific something is much easier than making peace with it. I look for ways I could make it better when, in fact, what I am doing is potentially ignoring that it which is mine to doing something about. That it that is someone else’s obsession that they are attempting to make peace with.
In your day to day life, if something weighs heavy on your mind, assess, is it my something, or does it belong to another? If it is not yours, move on and focus on that which belongs to you.
Your peace will come from doing that which belongs to you and potentially provide peace to others.
I love this. I really never thought about it this way before but it makes sense. Kinda like the saying ” Just let it go!” I had to ponder on that a long time but I finally got it.
Peace of heart, inner peace is a desired goal in the chaos of our days, being “at peace with oneself” is not such an abstract and distant concept.
Educating for inner peace is learning to grasp the hidden beauty of every being and thing, of creation, thus giving rise to a real attitude of understanding, love and friendship.
Raissa, so heartfelt. In my daily life, my peace is found in my conversations with God.
It is sometimes difficult to know if something is ours or belongs to someone else. As mothers, who see our grandchildren not getting what they need-who does that belong to?
I like your article. thank you for sharing.
Raissa I do love this. Daddy always told me something similar that I have lived by. Keep moving forward and you will find your troubles behind you. Thank you for an inspiring story