Learning to be Kinder to Myself
By Bruce Shawkey As kids, we carried our pockets full of treasures adults called junk — marbles, rocks, rubber bands, change and -- maybe if were lucky -- a dollar bill to buy a Coke or some Fritos if we got hungry. Most of it worthless to anyone else, but valuable to us. I remember a boy once emptying one pair of pants into another before leaving for the day. Curious, I asked why he carried so much stuff around. “I don’t know what’s going to happen,” he said. “Maybe we’ll play one thing, maybe another. I’m going to be ready to have a good time whatever happens.” That simple answer stayed with me for years. Be ready to have a good time whatever happens. The older I get, the more I believe that happiness depends less on circumstances and more on what we carry in the pockets of our minds. For years, mine were stuffed with fear, doubt, wondering whether I would turn out OK and amount to anything. Eventually, I emptied those pockets. I replaced fear with courage, and adopted a belief that ...