Tag Me Tuesdays-#297 The Strong Within Daily Affirmation Podcast
I Find Happiness in What I Already Have
I remember a Christmas when I was somewhere around 5 or 6 years of age. I’ve never wanted anything in my life. I’ve had parents who loved and supported me in whatever I wanted to do. We were a middleclass family so I never worried about if there would be food on the table, I lived in a safe neighborhood (although I passed a few sections of town where gang members hung out when walking to school each morning), and I really had everything and more I could ever need and want.
I don’t have children, but one thing I have seen with parents…is wanting their children to not want or struggle like they did when growing up. And the same was true with my parents. So on Christmas, after we went to morning mass, I remember waiting in anticipation to be able to open up the plethora of presents before me. Heaven had come early and I couldn’t wait to tear open the wrapping paper as if I was a wild animal devouring my prey.
For our Christmas rituals, my brother and I would open our presents first and we would switch back and forth on who opened the next present. Our parents knew we didn’t care about anyone else’s presents, so they just let us get ours out of the way so they could enjoy their Christmas in peace without our whining.
On this Christmas morning I decided a new tactic. I was going to pick the bigger present and open it first. Rays of light emitted from this present as it was a gift from the gods for a 5 year old. It was a big plastic case, that had a handle like a briefcase so you could carry it around. It was a light khaki brown color and when you opened it…angel trumpets played as it unveiled a miniature city that you could ride your Hot Wheel cars around in. It had a police station, a multiple level car parking lot with an awesome ramp, and many other businesses in the city… I was in love.
I got my Hot Wheel cars out so I could play with it immediately as the other presents no longer mattered to me. I was in heaven. Hot Wheels was my favorite toy to play with, as my brother and I used to race each other, play demolition derby, and many other cool car activities. I felt burdened because I had to watch my brother open his lame presents…and then pause from my new city to open socks, underwear, or any other uncool present for a 5 year old. It was truly a miracle I didn’t go mad from having to wait to get back to my city
I finished opening my presents and my brother had one last present to open. My brother was different than me. He was the sibling that seemed to have all the luck. He was more talented than me growing up, he was smarter than me, and he seemed to be better at everything else than I was. And his method of opening presents was to open the bigger ones last as he wanted to save the best for last, where I was the kid who wanted dessert first before dinner. I didn’t want to prolong the good stuff.
And so he opened the last big present and he had a similar case like mine…but it was a dark dirt brown color… and it caught my attention immediately. I stopped playing so I could check out what he had. And when opened his case, it was a construction site town… it looked so beautiful. He had more hills on his, and how bumpy and fun they would be to have a Hot Wheel car one…where mine were all smooth and boring. Dang!!! His so much cooler than mine...that dark brown was so enticing. And even though I didn’t know what the word meant at the time…I lusted for that toy as I wished that it was mine.
I screamed out loud almost immediately at how upset I was. How he got the cooler Hot Wheel town than me. I was such a little brat. I don’t know how my parents didn’t murder me after my 10th birthday. They must have been saints. I put up such a huge fit as I cried so loudly. And not a pretty cry, it was one of those snot bubble cries. The one where the kid has a fit on the floor pounding his feet and hands on the ground like he’s having a seizure.
I’m sure I calmed down after about 10 minutes, but everything went dark for me as I only say red from the anger and lust for the other toy my brother now had. I don’t remember much else during my fit except acting like a wild banshee.
The funny thing is my parents knew us both. They knew how my brother loved construction stuff and I didn’t. My brother was one of those kids who would be left outside to wait for the bus...and as he sat on the curb, he had a radar for finding mud puddles to jump and play in. And so his clothes would be filthy, and my mom would have to change him quickly again, before the bus came for school.
He loved dump trucks and back hoes. He even had a bunch of Hot Wheel Construction vehicles. They knew that’s what he really liked… I didn’t like construction. I wasn’t a kid who played in the dirt, I wasn’t a kid who liked insect or other dirty things… and so they knew exactly what type of Hot Wheels town we both wanted…but I saw how cool his looked and I thought his might be better than mine and so I lost it…like the little brat I was.
I got exactly what I wanted, I got exactly what my parents knew I’d love…but I let my lust for someone maybe having something better than me…and I became sad because of that. I was ecstatic when I opened my present, and then by comparison I became extremely upset seeing someone had something different…and that I equated that they might have something better. And I think we still do this as adults. We lust for what other people have, we see their grass and think it’s nicer over there. And there’s a quote I love that says the grass isn’t greener on the other side…both have the same potential…it’s just that on the other side the person cultivated it. They took care of it. And if we took care of our grass on our side, it would be just as beautiful.
So how can you cultivate your yard better…and what I mean by yard, is how can you take better care of yourself. How can you stop lusting for what others have, how can you love what you have, how can you find the beauty on your side, how can you work on yourself and your compulsions to see the wonderful things you have, and how can you enjoy the moment? How can you live fully in the moment never upset by what anyone else gets or has? How can you know that you have something beautiful…and can create a better situation by cultivating your yard.? The grass isn’t greener over there…the potential is equally the same on both sides…how will you cultivate yourself, how will you become better inside first to make your grass greener on your side?
Today’s Personal Commitment:
What are the things in your yard that are killing your grass? What in your life have you allowed to keep you from your peace, from sharing your kindness with the world, and from having happiness and joy for your place in life? We all have some sort of poison in our lives that’s killing our yard. Whether it be the unhealthy distractions we gravitate towards when we’re upset, whether it be sabotaging things in our lives that we don’t think we deserve, or whether we focus on negative thoughts that keep us down and keep us from moving forward in our lives. I think we’ve forgotten what’s important in life, and have focused more on the poisons in our lives. So take a pen and paper out and at the top write Poisons In My Life, and list all the poisons or things that are killing your grass.
The first part to changing your life is by becoming aware. And once you write them down, next ask yourself what fertilizers in your life are you using right now, and which ones could you use instead of the poisons that are keeping you from having the green yard you desire? Write down a plan on how you can use your 3 greatest fertilizers every day. Change starts out small, and change starts out with consistency. Let’s cultivate our yard, so we have the green grass we want, instead of coveting what our neighbor has. Because if we get our neighbors yard, but didn’t learn how to cultivate green grass…it soon will be just like our old yard.
I Find Happiness in What I Already Have
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Chris O'Hearn
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