Along the path of life the universe gives us both farts and flowers.
Farts are little annoyances that really don’t matter in the scheme of things. They pass by us and around us throughout our daily existence and they smell bad, but it’s just passing. It’s up to us to choose how long we want to smell it after it’s passed.
Is that comment really that important to keep mentally holding on to? Is your neighbor’s loud-ass music really that important to get bent out of shape about? [I’m questioning as I write this]. Is going to the dentist really that bad? Does the 2nd malfunctioning laptop in a month really signify impending doom?
I say this all the time, but it really puts things into perspective: I’m going to die. I don’t know when. Do I really want to be spending this moment of my limited life focusing on something that is just a passing stench?
In the scheme of things, these will all be forgotten, disappearing into the whirlpool of stuff in the history of our lives.
In many cases the ‘fart’ already passed by, but I’m still allowing myself to smell it because my mind won’t let it go.
Sometimes it’s good to get angry. Get angry, but then let it go. It’s just a passing bad smell. And life is passing by.
I can smell the flowers. The good little things that can easily get out-stenched if I allow it to.
We can’t just blame the annoyances. They are out of our control.
The one thing we can control is where we choose to put our focus.
It’s up to us to decide what we want to keep ‘smelling’ after it’s passed.