From Hell To Supper
Hello. Hello. Hello? Anyone there? Did they hang up? Was it something I said? HELLO! Oh, well. Hush. Shhhhh …
Silence is the only explanation when there are misplaced expectations in a relationship. Perfidy appears to be on the rise. The few of us that experience almost terminal lucidity would prefer a fever dream over reality right about now. What happened to the rules? It has been said that we are nine meals away from anarchy at any given time in history. I’m no math wiz but these are not fabulous odds.
Self-love is an art. It’s hard to find love in others if you do not embrace yourself completely. It takes a patient heart to see people the way they should be seen. Every smile hides a struggle and the struggle is real. It is best to do your best and expect less from others. Much less. Less than that. Less. Less. A little less. Juuust a schootch more. K. There ya go! Now, you will rarely be disappointed.
That aspirational gap is a bitch, I know.
You must not expect others to be there for you in the same way you are there for others. Here’s a math problem for ya. If you always put others first just who do you think is going to come in second? Whom? That’s right, sunshine. Not exactly calculus is it?
An MRI study was done a few years back in the U.K. The study indicated that the secret to happiness was low expectations. The idea being that our happiness depends not on how well things are going but whether things are going better or worse than we expected. I realize this may vex the Neo-Spiritual amongst us. If you are a lover of all things Tony Robbins what I have to say here will really get your goat. See, I am not Neo-Spiritual. I have been immersed in all things Zen and Siddhartha since I was 11 years old. I am substantially older than that now. I don’t know it all. I know what I know.
Here is what I know.
I do not believe we should give negativity a B-12 shot anytime soon. I also do not feel life is worth living if you are going to insist upon being delusional. We will never learn the lessons we came here to learn that way. We will forever be in 6th Grade if we refuse to open our eyes to the truth. Jesus H Elvis Christ the hormonal toxicity of that 6th Grade thing should be enough for us to let it go yesterday. Or have you forgotten?
Humans can be difficult. Relationships within our species can go sideways in a blink of an eye or one poorly written text. Still, we have so many virtues. Unsung virtues. Virtues such as steady ( or not so steady ) Betterness. We can always do better. We can’t always do our best. Disappointment or Compassion? It’s our choice. One pill makes you larger. One pill makes you small.
This last year has taught me nothing if it hasn’t schooled me in the art of managing my expectations. Mind you, I did not want to learn this. I want what I want just like everyone else. Mostly, I want people to act like they get it whether they get it or not. I know? I’m a fool.
Here’s the thing.
I made a decision.
Lower my expectations.
Raise the bar on Compassion.
Cut anyone loose that is deserving of neither.
Sending Love, Light & Oceans Of Bliss …