Hate

I strongly dislike the word "hate." I try very hard to eliminate this word from my vocabulary and when I catch myself using it, I scold myself mentally and then back track and correct my sentence. In place of the word "hate", I try to use phrases like, "I strongly dislike", "I really do not like" and "I don't like very much." I am sure you catch my drift.

So, today, there just seemed to be a plethora of reasons and instances where the word "hate" would have been a great candidate for usage. I tried really hard not to use it. Hate is so strong of a feeling. Hate is so strong of an emotion. It is as if to hate something so much, to actually "hate" it means you can never take it back. It is etched in stone somewhere in my mind that I actually felt hate for something or someone that it will be on my tombstone after I am gone and I will be forever known as the girl that felt hate for something. Even if it was just for a moment. I can never take it back. Then, I would regret it or be made a fool and proven wrong about my hate.

Today, I strongly disliked many things. I breathed in through my nose and breathed right back out my nose in order to get my temper to calm back down to normal and to find my center. I love finding my center. I dislike my temper rising and believe it or not, I do have a bit of a temper issue. I work on it daily. But, it is inevitable that there are things of this world we cannot control and we cannot avoid. We just have to remember to breathe. We just have to remember to look at all the things that make us happy. We have to think of all that we are grateful. We have to ask ourselves, "Why I am experiencing this right now?" We have to ask ourselves, "What am I supposed to be learning from this?" We have to look past our hate, we have to look past our anger, we have to look past all that is bad and see what is beyond that. Because beyond that is life. A beautiful life.

Keep on Keepin on.