Getting Meta: The Stories we tell Ourselves

A collection of notebooks I found around the house... I'm sure there are more.

Time to whip these suckers back out and get intentional about my present and future again.

I have always been a storyteller. When I was a kid, this got me into a bit of trouble as I molded my reality to fit the story I wanted to tell. I wasn’t a liar, per se, but I manipulated details to create my world into one where I wanted to live.

Without stopping to notice, I am still the same person. I tell stories all the time. And just as when I was a kid, they are neither true nor false, but rather subjective to the lens I choose.

Today I was feeling down for the first time in awhile. Maybe it was the weather. Maybe it was those pesky hormones still sticking around after baby. Really it does not matter. What does matter is what I realized.

I had a choice. I could either tell myself a negative story or a positive one. Both were true enough, depending on which details I chose to focus. What a thought. I could live in whichever story I wanted, so why choose the gloomy one?

Time to get out those notebooks again and be more intentional about the stories I'm creating now and five years down the road.

I love old pick-me-ups in forgotten journals… It is like the old me knew I would someday need a picture of a fish saying, “Boo!”

Even so, I let myself bask in the gloom for a bit. Sometimes I enjoy a good mope. Contrasts are good. Recognition of feelings is good. After all, we can’t always opt to live on a bright, fluffy cloud. {Where is the growth and variety in that?}

Still, we can choose where we want to spend more of our time. Overall, I prefer the rosier lens. Maybe not the one filled with rainbows and unicorns, but the one where even the less enjoyable details serve some bigger, higher purpose.

Have you stopped to think about the stories you tell yourself? What kind of reality are you crafting in this very moment?

With those questions in mind, I am off to create a new story for myself, one where I get back in the driver’s seat and count my blessings for what they are worth. {A lot…}

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9 thoughts on “Getting Meta: The Stories we tell Ourselves

  1. kingmidget says:

    It’s something I’ve been thinking about a lot lately. What’s in my head had a huge impact on everything else about me. If have filled my head with thoughts and words that focus on the negative. Trying to figure out how to replace those with something positive.

  2. sknicholls says:

    Ha! I was a day dreamer…that’s what got me into trouble. Every report card I had up to the sixth grade said so. My grandmother said I told “tall tales”.The best writers are great liars though.

  3. Tanya says:

    I’m pretty sure we’re always on the same wavelength, Liv!

    I’ve been in a bit of a funk this week, as well. I have to fly up to the office Mon/Tues and it has filled me with such an inordinate amount of dread. Don has been good about reminding me to look at everything positively and your post was another reminder. The mind is a powerful thing!

    I actually stumbled across this quote on my facebook feed and have been repeating the last sentence to myself over and over. A bit dramatic maybe, but too true:

    If you suffer it is because of you, if you feel blissful it is because of you. Nobody else is responsible – only you and you alone. You are your hell and your heaven too.
    — Osho

    I also need to re-read those Eckhart cards you gave me!

    • olivia says:

      Thank you for sharing the quote! We are so often on the same wavelength! I get why having to go up to the office would put you in a funk– I wish I could see you! ❤ you friend

  4. Sasha says:

    I love this!! It really is up to us to see the good in our lives!

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