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Words Have Power

Recently I was having a conversation with someone that I totally adore. She is one of those awesome people who think the whole world is rainbows, puppies, with just a tad of unpleasantness.

Her optimism practically radiates. In the course of our conversation, she brought up the statuses that I post to my facebook.

I was taken back.

I thought my facebook statuses were funny. Yes, maybe a little bit snarky. However, a total reflection of who I am. A little bit snarky and little bit funny.

I said, “I thought I was funny.”

She said, “You are funny but you always sale yourself short. You want people to think your one way and I don’t understand why you don’t want people to see the real you.”

Huh…. The real me?

The conversation continued and when I went home I logged on to my facebook and read my recent facebook statuses.

Maybe, they are bit snarky but that was how I was feeling. She didn’t know what she was talking about. That is totally who I am!

Right?

But…

For the next few days the conversation stuck with me. Was I really projecting the real me. Alternatively, do I cover up how I feel with snarky, somewhat funny blurbs.

So for the last couple of days I intentionally posted optimistic status updates. Statues that I hope reflect my humor, with a tiny bit of snark, and maybe a giggle.

The funny thing! I actually found myself with a little bit bigger smile on my face. Apparently stating an optimistic statement in an open forum has the power to make you feel optimistic.

Does that mean all of those snarky comments were actually making me feel worse?

Is this what all those new agey people mean about the power of positive affirmations?

Crap!

I hate finding out I have been wrong.

Rule Number Three: Words Have Power!

There is no such thing as a harmless statement. What we say is what we think and ultimately what we do.

Does this mean that snarky Krissi is going away? I don’t know, I’m pretty old to start changing that part of who I am. However, I can tell you that this week has been good. I have smiled more and in return, I have noticed more people smile with me.

It has been really nice, especially at a time that my heart has been hurting. I was released from my calling with the youth. My heart had grown pretty attached to those girls and I will miss spending time with them tremendously.

On the other hand there is a time and season for every purpose and I know that change is never as bad as we think. Ultimately, it is for the better.

WOW!!

Look at me being all positive and stuff!!

Happy Friday Everyone,

Krissi

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