Yesterday, in yoga (seems that's where my inspiration seems to be coming from these days), I heard a profound thought:
Don't entertain negativity.
Immediately, I pictured a loutish party guest, sloppy drunk, being forced out the front door by responsible hosts. Negativity seems large, furry, slobbering, with a permanent scowl on his face. And it's definitely a him, in the New Yorker-style cartoon that popped into my head.
All day, as negative thoughts took over I thought of that statement and pushed them right back out again. I don't want negativity at my party. He's not welcome.
And then I realized, negativity's not a guest I can readily dismiss. Negativity is part of my immediate family. I claim him as a dependent on my emotional taxes. He's a permanent part of my exclusive inner circle and much as I can't stand him, he's here to stay. Or, at least, that's the way it's always been.
Is there such a thing as a negativity exorcism? A negativity restraining order, ban, dismissal? Can I really get rid of him and make sure he doesn't slip back in through the back door?
Sadly, I'm afraid Negativity and I have a co-dependent relationship. Much as I'd like him gone, he's too ingrained in my day to day.
Perhaps though, with some hard work and commitment, I can at least get him to stay in the den.