A Hundred Days Of This - Day 11

New month. New possibilities!

And the lesson to carry through out this month for me would be to keep chanting the mantra "let it go". Nothing a simple manaki endhuku ley cannot fix.

My mother taught me this first to not hold any grudges and let it mess with my sanity. Of course, like any other amazing daughter I did not heed to her words and it all came back to me with an intensity of a tsunami hitting me hard when my husband told me that I have to let go of the little things that bother me. It took me a while to realise that there is no point in fretting over silly stuff that would not matter in the long scheme of life.

Bad weather? It is fine. Long waiting hours? It is fine. Annoying people around you? It is fine. Too much salt in your dish? It is fine. Code is not working? It is fine. Favourite team/player lost a match? It is fine. Celebrities said something stupid on X? It is fine. Made a rookie mistake? It is fine. All these issues can be solved without losing your cool if only you do not give them a lot of weight in your mental portfolio. 

Another important thing that I have learnt from my husband is communication. Unless and until you do not let the other person know what is eating away your peace nobody can help you with figuring out the solution for it. 9/10 times these little problems can be solved instantly if you explain it to someone. Just like rubber duck debugging. Not to ChatGPT. Find a real person, pour out your heart to them, look for answers, erase the issue from your mind and move on. It is not as easy as it seems and takes practice for imbibing the art of staying at zen. 

So, the next time something annoys me I am going to keep it at arm's length, simply smile and say "manaki endhukule" because I would rather spend my energies on sorting it into either the oh this can be fixed bin or the not my circus not my monkeys bin. Just like how we sort the garbage in Sweden. 

Or sometimes when there is a lot on your plate, just yell the heck out and show them what a crazy psychopath you can be. It is so much more fun and liberating!

And that's Day 11 for you!

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