Wednesday, 27 May 2015

Celebrating failure

Is celebrating a series of actions? Does it have to include a glad, grateful heart? I thought so.  Celebrating while experiencing a feeling of knock-down seems a hollow, possibly useful thing to do.  What is your fallback "celebration" activity?  My thoughts go to space, warmth, delicious tastes, other people feeling good. 

I can't control whether other people feel good, of course.   I can care about it; I can take practical action; I can listen.

Hollow.  Brittle.  Irritated.  Raw.  And yet I want to learn from failure (the lessons are not always obvious when the failure is new and public) - and I'd love to have a nother spin on failure that added some warmth to the harshness of the experience.  For me, and for others, there are plenty more failures to come.

It's an(other) important time for self-listening, self-validation and self-trust.   Nurturing is a stretch.  So stretch.  Check on my nurturing of others.  What does it feel like, look like, sound like? How do I make a difference?  Is this coming from a caring and open heart, and an understanding that people matter most?  Does that include myself?  ... my Mum is unwell.  She needs nurturing.  My daughter and son have exams.  Same.  People are seeing people being killed and tortured in Syria.  Same.  The horror.

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