While researching a project, I stumbled across the following story.
I’d provide attribution however I don’t have a clue who wrote it.
This story is about a man who was the sole survivor of a shipwreck.
He became stranded on a small desert island with only the items from his vessel that had washed up on the shore with him. The man carefully constructed a small hut to store his few precious belongings and to protect himself from the weather.
One day as we was standing in the ocean fishing for his next meal, he turned around, looked back to shore to see his hut on fire, smoke billowing into the air. In his mind, the worst was happening.
“God, how could you do this to me,” he cried. He believed all was lost.
Later he heard the sound of an approaching ship in the distance. It was coming to rescue him. “How did you know I was here?” asked the man of his rescuers. “We saw your smoke signal,” they replied.
I mentioned before when confronted with a stressful situation, I involuntarily transition to the island of halcyon. Calmness overruns my thoughts, moving from problem focused to future focused.
Conversely, there’s times when an event doesn’t play out the way I hoped it would and I become frustrated. My -Itty Bitty Shitty Committee- goes into overdrive peppering my brain with unfavorable thoughts.
I project the worst like the man on the island.
Then a funny thing happens. I’d say 90% of the time, after some time passes, new information emerges that paints a high def picture of the reason why things didn’t go the way I wanted them to. Reasons I hadn’t even thought of. That’s when I laugh my ass off! 🙂
I decided I needed to do something about quieting the players on the -Itty Bitty Shitty Committee-. I was tired of IBSC being in control; draining my energy by whispering unfavorable anticipation into my conscious.
Today, you know what I do? Instead of laughing at the end when I discover I’m completely wrong, I laugh in the beginning.
The moment -Itty Bitty Shitty Committee- begins lobbing negative thoughts in my direction, I throw a big smile on my face. The smile is a reminder that everything will be good in the end.
IBSC gets quiet and moves on to an easier target.
What about you? What can you do to quiet your -Itty Bitty Shitty Committee-?
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