Two freaky events happened to me last week: One. I was surprised by Trump winning the U.S. presidential election and Two. I did not finish my marathon race for the first time due to a foot injury.
While I could wallow in anger and suffer in self-pity, I choose a different path. A path of self love. Why?
No sense to beat myself up for things already happened or beyond my control. Rather, I accept what happened (which is different from agreeing with) and devote my time to more positive avenues.
After all, thing happens.
Call it self compassion or love, I refuse to be drawn into a blaming or divisive mentality. Nothing good will ever come from that deed.
I am not going to blame Mr. Trump for winning the White House nor myself for the injury during the race. I have much better use of my time. Plus, I think both of us deserve a chance to do the right things.
Do you believe in compassion? Toward oneself? And others?