The Power of Me...

New age gurus and countless books that churn a helluva lot of money as well as discourses and lectures including the TED Talks that I so love, talk in some shape or form about the unlimited power of the human mind.

We read and hear but somehow doesn't seep into the brain like it should. I tried it and would like to share my experience.

I'm now facilitating culture shaping sessions for the company that I work for and I can safely say that it has given me new insights that I didn't have before or rather awakened the knowledge and put into practice what lay dormant.

Let me begin with my thinking. I am a victim or a victor based on how my thoughts are and although playing victim has been a safe zone so far, it's gotten monotonous. Victor is not necessarily a winner, it's just someone who chooses not to be a victim. I wish there was another word for it, survivor is too depressing.

Oh and the power of laughter!!! I'm in two crazy chat groups on Watsapp, one is with my school friends and the other are college mates. We have the silliest, cutest and the most heart warming conversations that make me double up n get the fits and it uplifts my mood each time, every time. I now laugh more than I did in the past year and this has so helped my mental well being.

This isn't a lecture and preach blog, just sharing some insights that have helped better my thinking.

Listen... just listen...

Sharing a poem by an unknown author:

When I ask you to listen to me
and you start giving me advice,
you have not done what I asked.

When I ask you to listen to me
and you begin to tell me why I shouldn’t feel that way,
you are trampling on my feelings.

When I ask you to listen to me
and you feel you have to do something to solve my problem,
you have failed me,strange as that may seem.

Listen! All I ask is that you listen.
Don’t talk or do – just hear me.

Advice is cheap; 20 cents will get you both Dear Abby and Billy Graham in the same newspaper.
And I can do for myself; I am not helpless.
Maybe discouraged and faltering,but not helpless.

When you do something for me that I can and need to do for myself,
you contribute to my fear and inadequacy.

But when you accept as a simple fact that I feel what I feel,
no matter how irrational,
then I can stop trying to convince you and get about this business
of understanding what’s behind this irrational feeling.

And when that’s clear, the answers are obvious and I don’t need advice.
Irrational feelings make sense when we understand what’s behind them.

Perhaps that’s why prayer works, sometimes,for some people – because God is mute,
and he doesn’t give advice or try to fix things.
God just listens and lets you work it out for yourself.

So please listen, and just hear me.
And if you want to talk, wait a minute for your turn – and I will listen to you.