I was doing my usual browsing of the interwebs a couple of days ago and came across this Tim Ferriss article about controlling your thoughts, especially negative ones, that made me stop and think.
“Real Mind Control”. What a great idea. What an impossible dream. What the hell, I’ll give it a try.
So today I decided that I really needed to give it a crack. Briefly, it is 21 days of no complaining. You catch yourself complaining (or maybe someone else notices & alerts you), you change a wrist band from one hand to the other and the count starts again.
Very simple self-programming. Well, the process is very simple. I can see that the practice of this is going to be pretty tough. I live in a house with two small people who, some days, drive me to Distraction taking the Around The Bend road and then back again. Mr Oh Waily travels for work. A lot. This means that I shoulder quite the household burden at the moment, and that burden brings it’s share of downsides. Downsides that can creep out in negative talk and complaints.
Today I took a good look back at how my morning (less than congenial) had progressed, and realised that instead of this being a nice airy-fairy idea that I might wish to do some day, it is actually needed in my household. By me. To keep my mind, mouth and attitude focused on the positive things.
Being something of a realist I have no intention, on this first attempt, to go for more than seven days in a row. I have images in my head of my bracelet getting the jewellery equivalent of whiplash as it changes wrists with great speed and frequency.
I will be in need of good vibes, best wishes and plenty of luck. Feel free to leave messages to that effect, if you like.
I plan to report back once I have achieved my seven days in a row. So I figure I’ll be back some time near the end of the year, all being well.