My Aura is a Lovely Shade of Black

It amazes me the moods that one person can pass to another. In a 7 minute conversation my Dad got me irritable, angry, and annoyed. He was being short. My intent is not to make Dad look bad, but I suppose, in contrast, make me look bad. I... I need to explain.

Last semester I took yoga. Right now you're envisioning hippys and that music that only yogi's listen to and those spiritual interpretations and tacky pants-- Well, at the core of this class, besides feeling great, I learned some lessons. My bizzaro-teacher always brought up the fact that we all have the ablity to control our emotions. There's a list of feelings that we daily choose to feel and I can either choose that snippy attitude Dad was dishing at me, or I can pick something else.

Right now it's easier to do after that critical moment rears its ugly head but it is possible. I'm hoping one day that particular lesson will teach me in the moment rather than after.

If you think I'm starting to sound like one of those "yoga people", it's the same method as asking WWJD, or even more elementary, being a good person.

**Intermission for Blogger to have conversation with the landlords**

A few moments ago I got a shout from my parents. Alright, I think to myself, this is the time to put this method into action. I will be above it! I already have "controller of emotions" running nonstop through my brain since I'm writing a full blog on WWJD reactions. [maybe it should be HWJR-- how would Jesus react? That sounds dumb. It would never catch on.] I go upstairs and-- it is easier said than done.

The whole time I'm thinking, "Deep breath. Try to be understanding. Don't get annoyed because they call you just to fetch a pencil. Don't get angry because you'll arrive to work tomorrow at least an hour early. Don't get mad because your mother can't complete a sentence because she's getting distracted by 'The Biggest Loser'. And whatever you do, don't get irritated because it's taking 10 minutes to discuss something that could be condensed into 2 minutes." And it's hard. It's worse when I know I'm not acting the right way and I get frustrated because I know.

This has just sent me spiraling into a bad mood. This whole thing caused me more discomfort rather than without the prefix. Gosh. It back fired. Next time I try to be a good person I'll pray for situations that make me a good person. Life would be so much easier if it worked that way.


Positivistic is a word but positivity isn't?
Carmen.



After re-reading this blog I noticed I wrote "I'm hoping...that lesson...will teach me in the moment rather than after." Funny how He takes me seriously. Becoming a mute seems the most reliable course of action.