We all live with expectations, of ourselves, of others and of the outcome of situations in our lives, and it is all too easy to be disappointed when those expectations are not met.
However, you must remember, your happiness is in your own hands, so being unhappy when your expectations are dashed, is your own decision.
For myself, I find that taking some quiet time to examine why I am disappointed solves a lot of these problems. Sometimes my expectations are too high, unrealistic you might say, sometimes the simple acceptance that those expectations are not those of others explains the outcome.
Allowing your expectations of others to be, even in part, the basis of your happiness shows a certain lack of Wisdom, so learn from the pain, don’t repeat the mistake and move on.
So to help maintain your happiness, set realistic expectations for yourself and accept that failing to meet those expectations does not mean failing completely.
So many of the ills in modern society are driven, if not caused, by our insatiable desire to earn, to own, to use, more and more.
Going back over our mistakes, asking ourselves painful questions and giving honest answers is a difficult, but enlightening experience.
Do you ever find yourself getting into a state over a situation that is mainly in your own head? If your world is not anchored by your faith and is dependant on factors outside your control, your imagination can run riot. Our Fundamental Darkness, or My Evil Friend, is a devious character and will use everything to get it’s way. Your imagination is one of it’s most powerful weapons.
Things such as money, fame, and material possessions may offer a degree of fleeting satisfaction, something that can be called relative happiness.
So many of us wish for things we would like, or wish to be things we aren’t. Short people wish they were taller, plump people wish they were thin, people with straight hair wish it was curly, people with curly hair wish it was straight.
As the Beatles song from the Sixties said, ‘I don’t care too much for money, money can’t buy me love. Sadly, in our capitalist western society, too many are driven and judged by the money they own, but at what cost?
It is Friday, meaning that we have made it through another working week, with the emphasis strongly on the working bit. With the sword of Damocles still hanging over my head, it is a bit of a challenge to remain focussed, even though people keep telling me ‘You’ll be fine’. Sadly it’s not their decision, and the wait continues.
After what seems to have been the longest winter, today really feels like spring. Not that it’s really that warm, about 9°C here in Poole, but the sun is just so beautiful it makes you want to smile.
Well, what a strange sort of day. Last week, I received a letter warning that my role within the company was in danger of being made redundant, not the best news. Along with the legalese and waffle about changes to make the company more efficient, there was an invitation to meet and discuss the situation, when I would be able to put my point of view and highlight any details the company might have missed about my role.
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