“Umm…”
It didn’t take long for the Netflix algorithm to flood my page with Asian shows. It’s great, and to not mess with the algorithm I created a separate profile for English shows. I had fun with this, the icon is Henry Cavill from The Witcher, (because why not) and instead of my name, I called it “Umm…”. Now I have the best of both worlds. This was last year, and every time I log into Netflix I smile.
In discovery this new profile, my son called, and here’s that convo:
Son: Mom, what’s “umm…”
Me: What? Umm is umm, what else can it be?
Son: Mom! What’s “umm” on your Netflix.
Me: Oh! Well, I wouldn’t look at that if I were you.
Son: Mom, please stop.
What does Henry Cavill have to do with being thrown off center? Well a lot, because he makes me smile. When I’m “in it”, I need to laugh, and I seek it out. I look for humor in everyday life. I even made a ridiculous post on my personal Facebook for that reason, even though others may think I’m nuts. It’s OK, what I get out of the chuckle is worth it’s time in gold. I seek out the feel-good feeling until I am equalized. I can then process what happened finding the “why”, and then reason it out. I know my mind can play tricks. I know that when I’m in the rabbit hole what I’m thinking is an exaggeration. I know that my body is tense and I need to exercise, and I do. Even though I know these things, I can’t connect to the benefits from good actions when I’m disconnected.
“Umm” becomes a bridge, it gives pause in a conversation, and actually not very well received or respected if giving a speech. In this situation, whenever I think of “Umm…” I smile, then my body starts to relax, and I can recover faster. Find an “umm…”, anything that makes you smile.
(P.S. No I don’t have naughty shows in “Umm…”, and my son has recovered from the convo, his brother not so much.)
FHM (Find the Heart in the Matter)