Silver vs Platinum Perspectives

I am always surprised, not sure exactly why, when my patterns change and I am a bit lost and out of sorts for a while... The current case in point is as follows:

1. My roommate has moved to literally the opposite side of the world, Southern and Eastern Hemispheres.


2. I am back to living alone, though I do have two cats to keep me company...


3. For the start of these changes, my expected support systems have been unavailable and I have been on my own to deal with things.

There is a quote from Mother Theresa on the right column of my actual blog, which my Facebook and MySpace readers cannot see that says;

I know God will not give me anything I can't handle. I just wish that He didn't trust me so much.

As much as many would be very happy to get onto the self-pity pot, once I regain my perspective, I find it is what makes life interesting.

In many ways, it is like the old expression, "When life hands you lemons, make lemonade." Some would say it is finding the silver (I prefer platinum) lining. This is one of the basic skills that it takes to change a life.

To change a life, one must start with changing how one relates to and thinks about the things around them. If all you can see is the dark side of things that happen in your life, the goodness's will be all but invisible to you.

There are many times when the goodness of a situation may not be readily apparent immediately but in those situations, you just have to be open to the idea that there is something good that will come out of it.

An example from my life was several years ago when I was served with notification that I had been evicted, never receiving anything after the initial "3-day pay or quit" notice. At the time, I was devastated and started to freak out. A few days before, I had been visiting with a friend and we had ended up in his garage and I new that it was empty. I asked about renting it to store my stuff in and not only did I get the storage space, but he also had a spare room that I could rent from him for less than half what I had been paying for the apartment.

Those were blessings enough, but there were more blessings in the pipeline that I was unaware of at the time. Later that year, I became very ill as a reaction to some medications I was taking and could not work for nearly six months. My friend was a God-send in helping me get through it.

One small side note, the eviction also helped me get some people out of my apartment that I didn't have the heart (or backbone maybe) to do myself. The local sheriff's notice of locking out solved the issue for me.

Now I am not advocating that you stop paying your rent or go out and specifically cause some action on the hope that it will work out for the best. What I will say is to find and listen to that small inner voice of intuition and follow the guidance that it gives you.

Inspiration is the voice of your true self trying to speak (or yelling, kicking and/or screaming when needed) to you.