To my english friends, there is a english translation below ❤
Nogle gange er tingene ikke helt som vi tror de er, det hele afhænger af hvordan vi VÆLGER at opfatte tingene der sker rundt om os.
Der findes mennesker der bare ved at de åbner munden, kan drive os til vanvid, men er det for det de siger, eller vores OPFATTELSE af det vi TROR de siger, der pisser os af?
Når noget irriterer mig, prøver jeg at se tingene fra en anden vinkel, og det kan ændre rigtig meget. Hvis du spørger mine veninder, vil de garanteret alle, uden undtagelse kunne sige at jeg også gør det på deres vegne, hvis de generes af noget og fortæller mig en situation hvor de har opfattet noget- så får de ”talen” om: hvis du prøver at vende det der er sagt/skrevet, kunne du så i stedet se det på DENNE måde? Måske til irritation for dem nogle gange, men jeg fornemmer for det meste at de tager det til sig, og ændre opfattelsen af det der sker.
Jeg gør det samme med mine børn, hvis de har en oplevelse af et eller andet, som de tolker på en negativ måde, så beder jeg dem vende deres opfattelse og se tingene på en anden måde.
Jeg skal ikke lyde som en hellig-franz, det er jeg så langt fra, men jeg har en positiv tilgang til det meste af livet, og jeg kan se at det giver mig et lysere sind, end hvad mange andre mennesker har i deres liv. Prøv det, vend situationerne, måske det er DIG der opfatter tingene på en anden måde, end de i virkeligheden er….
Læs nedenstående digt af Valerie Cox… det er et helt fantastisk eksempel, som jeg selv er ret vild med 🙂
Mange kærlige tanker fra ❤
Sometimes things are not as we think they are, it all depends on how we choose to look at the things happening around us.
There are humans, who just by opening their mouth, can drive us nuts, but it is then because of what they say or is it our perception of what we THINK they are saying, that pisses us of?
When something is bothering me, I always try to turn the things around and see things from another angle, and that can change a whole lot for me. If you asks my friends, for sure they will all, without exceptions, say that I also do it on their behalf, if something is bothering them and they tell me about it, and how they interpreted the situation, they will almost always get my “speech” : if you try to turn it around and look on this from another angle, then maybe you can see something else than you saw at first. Maybe this sometimes irritates them, but most of the time, I sense that they take my words, and changes their way to look at things.
I do the same whit my children, if the have a perception on something that has happened to them, as they see as negative, I always askes them to try to turn their way to look at the incidence, and look at things in a different way.
I do not want to sound like a person who never gets upset, because I do get upset, sometimes, but not very often, I always try to see the positive instead of the opposite and by looking at life this way, with a lighter mind, I see that my positive approach to life is more than what most people go through life with.
Try to do it, try to turn the angle of a situation, if it bothers you, maybe it is YOU who is looking at things in a different way than they were supposed to be looked at, and maybe they are different than you think they are or were.
Please read the poem below, by Valerie Cox, it is a poem I really love and it is a beautiful example 🙂
Loving thoughts ❤
The Cookie Thief by Valerie Cox
A woman was waiting at an airport one night.With several long hours before her flight. She hunted for a book in the airport shop. Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop. She was engrossed in her book but happened to see, That the man beside her as bold as could be. Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag between. Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene. She munched cookies and watched the clock. As this gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock. She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by. Thinking “If I wasn’t so nice I’d blacken his eye”. With each cookie she took he took one too. And when only one was left she wondered what he’d do. With a smile on his face and a nervous laugh. He took the last cookie and broke it in half. He offered her half as he ate the other. She snatched it from him and thought “Oh brother. This guy has some nerve and he’s also rude. Why he didn’t even show any gratitude”. She had never known when she had been so galled. And sighed with relief when her flight was called. She gathered her belongings and headed for the gate. Refusing to look back at the thieving ingrate. She boarded the plane and sank in her seat. Then sought her book which was almost complete. As she reached in her baggage she gasped with surprise. There was her bag of cookies in front of her eyes “If mine are here” she moaned with despair ,”Then the others were his and he tried to share”. “Too late to apologize she realized with grief”, That she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief.
Valerie Cox, “A story of wrong perceptions” in “Chicken Soup for the Soul”, editor Jack Canfield