Life seems to deal in a quantum way, in whole units.
Do you do what you do with your frustration, because it’s frustration?
We adults have reasons. What if you handled frustration as frustration and didn’t make up reasons for it? How would you behave?
How else to handle it? Oh, you make up reason for your frustration, and make up things you are supposed to do because you are frustrated.
Next time I’m frustrated, I’m getting the playdough out and having some adult time. You certainly should.
What do you want to do with frustration when you don’t make up things you are “supposed” to do with it?
I want to hit out at people. No. That is making up someone to blame for your frustration. You learned to do that.
Yes, but that’s what I want to do. Neurotic as it seems. It’s what you are in the habit of doing. You can smash bananas. Either literally or metaphorically, but I promise you do act on it. What if frustration could be fun?
People learn to enjoy many things, usually involving pain or visceral fear. Why not our feelings like frustration? Why do people box? Or play football? Why not frustration ball?
The concept of enjoying frustration, that’s a hard one. Well, it’s a strong, stimulating feeling, is it not? It makes you feel very motivated? What if frustration is flexible? Do people bother to get really familiar with frustration?
Motivation. We make up an idea and call it frustration. Do we really have to keep it?
No, we can drop anything and everything. No. You can adopt anything and everything, even mutually contradictory things, but you can drop nothing, forget nothing. You observed it all, preserved it all, and still do, but what something looks like, what it behaves like, that is what you can do something about. Time is three dimensional. Any experience can be approached in a wide range of ways. Ever notice that things that really upset you at one time in your life can come to make you laugh later on? Or something that felt like a horrible loss turned out to be a huge gift?
They say it takes time, that time heals all wounds, blah blah blah, yackety schmackety. It doesn’t take time. Nothing takes time. Everything is time. It’s not free to take. What it takes is movement, a differing approach. Everything that you will experience, you can experience now. Everything that you will know, you can know now. Whatever it was hasn’t changed, and never will. It’s only you who gets off the pot or is knocked off your rocker.
Your thoughts are welcome. Be well friends.