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Aint It Awful?

Aint It Awful?

The next time you’re waiting in a line, listen to the conversations around you and notice how often people talk about how bad it is. IT could be anything: the weather, the long line, their joints, their last hair cut, their doctor, ulcers, job, wife, kids, husband. People often enjoy congregating and complaining about how awful IT is. In doing so, they perpetuate their condition. (Law of Attraction, you know.) They are repeating their thoughts over and over and over, magnetically attracting like-minded people into their vortex of pain and making their pain very real. As this pain is made more and more dominant in their thoughts and lives, eventually that’s all they experience. Pain. If you would like to begin to break your own painful thought patterns, begin by listening to others and what they talk about. Pretend you’re a scientist and notice how what they are saying (and therefore believing) is impacting their bodies, minds and emotions. Doing so will offer insight into your own.

Recently I attended a celebration at a student’s home for an important job he successfully completed. As I wandered about, I stopped at a particularly interesting conversation. One man was telling another about his physical aches and pains in great detail. The listener was very empathic and even moved his body closer to the speaker to better engage with him and share his own diseases. Soon the postures of both were identical - arms crossed, legs bent. There happened to be one ailment the listener didn’t have that the speaker was describing in explicit detail. When finished hearing the story of woe, the listener said, with a look of disappointment, “Oh, I don’t have that illness, yet." Yet! Well, if he continues to think and talk the way he was demonstrating at the party, it certainly won’t be long until he does. He received, with great openness and eagerness, enough energy and details of the illness that if a minor symptom ever did appear, it could be easily labeled as the ailment itself.

You may have also experienced the reverse of the above, “Ain’t it Awful Syndrome.” This one occurs much more rarely than the first. You see, “Ain’t it Awful” is culturally supported and considered politically correct. Entire industries depend upon it. Imagine someone in your office walking through all the departments talking about how great they feel today and how they have an abundance of money, are going on a super vacation to Hawaii and how they just had a great work-out. In a very short time, this person would have no friends and would be the subject of gossip. It just isn’t acceptable to talk about how great life is, but if you watch the very few who do, you’ll notice one very important thing about them. They are happy and healthy, vibrant and joyful. My suggestion? Be on the look-out for these rare birds. Snap their picture in your mind’s eye and begin to do what they do…that is if you also wish to be happy and healthy, vibrant, prosperous and joyful. Or, I can give you the telephone number of the doctor’s office where that party-goer frequents. I’m sure you’ll meet him very shortly.  He’s the 40-year-old who looks to be 100.

Where and when do you engage in Ain’t it Awful?


Very interesting. And it made me think about something that I have been doing for the past 2 years since my doctor told me I "have diabetes." Right from the start I refused to say "diabetes" out loud. I don't HAVE diabetes. I need to clean up my eating habits to have better blood sugar control. Which I am doing. I have felt very uncomfortable accepting the label that the doctor gave me and I don't refer to myself as "being a diabetic.'  This is not about hiding my head in the sand while I continue to eat buckets of icecream.  I think the focus should be on making necessary changes to my eating...if I keep announcing to the world and everyone  I meet that "I'm a diabetic" then I'm going to attract more of that illness into my life.

On another note, my dear best friend was diagnosed with a degenerative arthritic condition many years ago. She constantly refers to it as "my back disease." I cringe every time she says it. She has brought it on board like it's inseparable from her being. Which it now is. 

Wonderful eye opening message.  I'm always amazed by how people claim and personalize THEIR illnesses.  They'll say, "when I got my cancer" or "my depression makes it hard to get out of bed" or "I have to take lots of meds for my mental illness ".  It seems to gather up and bring the condition into their heart centre rather than keeping it at a distance and sending it love.  When I've asked people to tell me what they like or love about a situation they pause for a very long time in order to think of something positive to say.