As the years fly by me…and they DO fly by…I think I have learned a thing or two about the human race. A thing, or maybe two. I really don’t think we ever totally figure it all out. But humanity being what it is, we all have our own set of circumstantial evidence that on occasion, causes the lips to droop a bit at the corners. Our brains being the powerful (yes, powerful), muscles that they are, will relay what our eyes tell it, as truth, and like Captain Jean-Luc Picard (Star Trek) would say, “Make it so.”
We become convinced that life just isn’t going to comply with our wishes and then we decided we might as well give in to the attitudes of the Kingdom of Sour, becoming more and more detached from the Kingdom of Pleasant. After a bit, we’ve sunk into a lower kingdom still, the Kingdom of Despair, as it wraps its spiny, claw like tentacles, around that powerful brain of ours. Now, it’s almost impossible for us to climb up out of the depths of the abyss we find ourselves living in.
Never fear! All is NOT lost!!! It’s time to find renewed hope in the profession we have decided to give our energy to. What caused you to choose this profession in the first place? Has your passion grown cold for one reason or another? We must ask ourselves some hard questions. But whatever the answers are, they must be truthful ones. No one is ever helped up out of despair by lying to oneself. If there are more people around that bring us down, than people who encourage us, we must dump them. Sorry. If we are to live in the Kingdom of Pleasant, showing others we are bigger than our problems, it can’t happen until our passion is more powerful than those muscles in the face that have to work over-time just to keep the sour look in place. And somehow those we allow in our space, seem to dictate to us which muscles we’re going to use. It really doesn’t have to be that way, ya know. Especially since we’re only responsible for our own actions…and not the actions of others. But many have bought the lie that it DOES depend on our environment. And I’m not talking about the outdoors area of our existence. I’m talking about those we’ve surrounded ourselves with. THAT environment.
I realize we can’t have a smile pasted on our face 24/7. That’s a little unrealistic. Okay…it’s a LOT unrealistic. However the industry I am blogging for, must have in its arsenal, a lot of smiles. I suppose this is one of my “soap boxes”. I think I would rather keep myself tucked away from the public eye, if I couldn’t muster a smile as my clients walk through my door. A real smile…knowing that without them, I wouldn’t have a business. They really do deserve more. It doesn’t mean we are being phony…it means we are being considerate of others and that we are professional people. And then, as we leave the business on any given day, if we have problems that need solved or at least have a little salve applied to them, we can then pick them up from the back door where we left them, and try to find a solution.
Maybe tomorrow will be better. Maybe tomorrow you can wear a smile instead of the frown that takes so many more muscles to maintain.
Encourage yourselves Passionistas!