Do we walk through life simply expecting things to simply happen? Do we build up ideas in our head, carefully constructed at that, about how an interaction, an event, or how our life should go? Only then to be disappointed and disillusioned when it simply doesn’t go that way? Then, going back and thinking that if we had thought about it a little more, planned a bit differently, that we could have changed the outcome when it doesn’t go the way we expected them to? This is a circle, a worn rut that many find themselves in, day after day, year after year. What if there was a different way?

Life doesn’t operate in certainties or for that matter expectations. Maybe the only outlier in this scenario is death, but we can try and safeguard, we can try to predict, we can try to manipulate things, events, people into doing what we want, only to find out in the end that the only thing that we really have control over is ourselves. This idea, this way of life of always expecting things to happen, only leads to one in which we end up doing, feeling, and saying the same thing over and over expecting a different result.

That different result is the idea of accepting. Accepting that we are in control of ourselves and that is it. Accepting our life, our choices, as it is right now. We don’t have to like it, but instead of expecting it to be different, for life to bend to our whims, just to simply accept. Accept that this is where you are at this moment in time and to go from there. It can be a hard pill to swallow moving from the idea of anticipation (expecting) to one of receiving (accepting) but in the end, where would you rather operate from. From a place of anxiety, thinking about the future, over which you have no control? Or from a place of gratitude, of thanks, for being able to accept?