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On Positive Thinking and Living
I’ve been called a positive thinker, and many other terms that aren’t so positive when it comes to my belief system. I’ll share some history on this with you…
For the first five decades of my life, I walked under a dark and stormy cloud. This was a conscious choice on my part, but I did not see it that way while I was living with my choices. At the time, I looked outward to find my way, placing blame on others and for situations beyond my control to justify my life experiences. Taking full responsibility for everything that occurred was not yet a part of my thinking.
No matter what good thing showed up, I was the first to point out to anyone who would listen that it was just a matter of time before something bad happened. I was always waiting for the other shoe to drop, and of course it did, typically sooner than later.
I didn’t go to high school. Well, I did, but only for three days. That’s how long it took me to realize this was not the best use of my time. My mother and I had been homeless twice while I was in elementary school. Times were tough and money was tight and I wasn’t ready to be on the streets again.
Before ending my high school experience, I walked across the street and ordered a soda at the little place where many students stopped to grab a snack before heading back to school. The manager asked me…
