What Does Your Mind-House Look Like?

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I read the most wonderful blog post this morning. Carla Birnberg over at unapologetically myself reminded me that we need to form a habit of being optimistic. According to her what we say about our self to our self or to someone else becomes our reality. I know, this is not big news. We all know it. But, I guess we need to be reminded that we all live in the house we have built for our self. She said:

“My existence is a clear reflection of my thoughts.” Carla Birnberg, unapologetically myself

When a friend asked her if she had any problem areas her response was "No!"! Not true entirely but still she was shaping her own reality.

I think she has hit upon something that we all need to keep in our minds. Our Mind-House is one we built for ourselves. Only we live in that house so it becomes what we make of it. We can arrange the furniture, admire the arrangement and even tell others how great it looks in there. It is ours and ours alone.

So Carla made me wonder...is it true that we can change the course of our life with our voice? What do you think? How do the conversations you have leave you feeling? Do you go away with hope? Do the peoples that leave you feeling better than when they arrived? Think about it.

Does that make sense? I don't know. I do know that aging makes me realize that I am happy because I choose to be. If you saw me today and asked me how I was doing, my answer would be "Wonderful. How about you?" My Mind-House is in very good order and I like what is going on inside my head.

I know that Carla was absolutely right, my existence is a clear reflection of my thoughts.

How are you today?

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Thank you Carla Birnberg for lifting me up today! :)

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