Thanks for popping in.
The weather is a little drab here darn sarf,
so we’re off up to London for a business meeting!
– the day we speak about matters of the heart and soul, right?
One thing I learned a long time ago was restraint of pen and tongue. I cannot help the thoughts that come into my head,
but I certainly don’t have to voice them.
And when somebody attacks me or provokes me, I try to press the pause button before I respond. It just gives me enough time to measure up what to say, and whether a response is even required.
It doesn’t always work, especially when I am
Hungry, Angry, Lonely or Tired (HALT)
but at least I TRY to make a concerted effort not to add fuel to a simmering fire, or fan the flames.
Can I be be honest? One of my defects of character is Anger. I don’t know why that is, but Anger is deep-rooted in my personality, and I don’t like it. So I try not to feed it. In fact, I go to great lengths to keep it buried deep inside.
Every now and then, rarely actually, it catches me unawares, rears its ugly head – and God help the poor soul who is on the receiving end.
In the words of that old sot on Poldark,
So it is important to be vigilant.
When people prod me on Facebook, for example, I have learned to not take the bait. That’s what my Dad taught me. He always said, “Don’t bite. When you do, they’ve won.”
Sometimes I read ridiculous and offensive stuff, and my gut reaction is to go in guns a-blazing. But then I stop.
The Restraint of Pen rule kicks in, and I go find Dave, or Steve, or Paul – to talk to about it. Someone I trust and love, who understands how I tick.
There’s a lot of negativity and hurtful stuff bounced around on these social networks. Keyboard warriors come out in force to play.
All I can do is recommend my form of defence:
restraint of pen and tongue.
If you don’t play, the game stops.
And how empowering to know what you think
and not play your cards in public.
Love & Hugs,