What's done is done. We can either accept it and move on, or we can wish it was done differently… play out a variety of different scenarios to see which one might have been better, and stress out that it wasn't done that way. When we put it that way, it sounds like an easy choice, doesn't it?
"Paralysis by analysis" a wise one said…
I'm done thinking. I'm letting my heart lead the way. When I think, I try too hard. My heart knows the way, it knows without a doubt. But why do I doubt it, then bring it into my mind and try to rationalize a reason for why it should be one way or another? My heart KNOWS. I must trust it. I must.
Keep moving & making…
I'm choosing to accept that it happened the way it happened for a reason. I don't know what that reason is. But it happened that it happened. It happened. I accept that. I accept that it happened. I don't condone the behavior. Yes, it *could* have been done better. But it happened the way it happened. THAT is the reality that unfolded. I'm working with it. I can accept that.
And the responses to the situation… they happened the way they happened too. It all *could* have been done *better*… so what? It is what it is. Move on.
That's it. I'm done TRYING. There is no try. Only do.
No more anxiety over how something will be presented, nor worries about how people will respond. I don't want those any more. I'm done with them. They can move on to another timeline. This one no is no longer in need of their services.
So… that's all pretty resistant, isn't it?
Anxiety & worry… well, they've been there because they've been there too. sigh… a never ending loop of *shoulds* and preferences.
Accept, accept, accept. Om. Breathe. It's all okay, just the way it is. More breath. Deep inhales, deep exhales. It is what it is. No more thinking. Breathing. Listening. Feeling. Trusting. Loving. Tears. Finally. I cracked. The shell around the heart that was resisting has cracked & the light can come in… and out. Well, wasn't that all just flower petals and bunnies? Ugh… it is what it is. More breath.