How to Stay Positive in a Negative World:

I like to preach the importance of positivity… And it has taken me years to honour my own wishes, years and even still to this day, I still sometimes feel so left out and filled with negativity I want to scream.

However, just KNOWING, that I am the only one who has the power to filter what goes on inside of my mind, has had a huge impact on everything I feel. Understanding that I choose what I want to think about…

Of course there are many other factors that contribute to a positive lifestyle…

Before I list out a few of the things that help me at times, I want to express the importance of lifestyle choices. I cannot say it enough, how important filtered water is for the body, mind and soul.

Diet- a healthy diet. Plenty of veggies, fruit (local and organic if you can), try not to eat too much dairy and meat (unless of the organic varieties) and if you can, visit a naturopath- find out what YOUR body is crying for. We are all one, yet after years of abuse, all our bodies are hurting in different ways.

Excercise the mind AND body. Be sure to stay active, enjoy nature and the outdoors, and also be sure to practice either yoga or meditation to relieve your mind.

Also-

1. Avoidance
Avoid watching the TV news and reading the papers. Turn off and tune out all of the images of war and violence and crime. You already know it’s out there; you don’t need to watch it over and over every single day. Instead, focus your energy on sending healing and peaceful light to those areas of the world.

Limit your time with people you know are always negative. I’m referring to people who always whine and complain about everything and everyone; not those who come to you for help with a problem.

2. Remember who’s in control
The only person who chooses how you feel and what you think is you. If you want to be and stay positive, then don’t let the negativity of others get you down. You can be compassionate and sympathetic without losing your positive outlook. It’s your positive outlook that will make the people around you feel better. Energy is contagious—whether it be positive or negative. Infect those near you with your positivity and you’ll continue to feel better yourself.

3. Random acts of kindness
There is little else in the world that feels better than making someone else’s day. Performing a random act of kindness, especially to a stranger, will boost you up for days. These are the kinds of things that are usually paid forward, so your one act can impact many more than one life.

4. Surround yourself with other positive people
Yes, there are more out there just like you! Spend time with people you love and have fun. Get out and enjoy yourself with others who are just as positive as you are.

These are just a few simple ways you can remain positive when there seems to be negativity all around you. You can be the eye of the storm if you can maintain control over your emotions and hang onto your positive mindset. If you continue to radiate peace and positiveness, the people around you will start doing the same.

How to Stay Positive in a Negative World:

I like to preach the importance of positivity… And it has taken me years to honour my own wishes, years and even still to this day, I still sometimes feel so left out and filled with negativity I want to scream.

However, just KNOWING, that I am the only one who has the power to filter what goes on inside of my mind, has had a huge impact on everything I feel. Understanding that I choose what I want to think about…

Of course there are many other factors that contribute to a positive lifestyle…

Before I list out a few of the things that help me at times, I want to express the importance of lifestyle choices. I cannot say it enough, how important filtered water is for the body, mind and soul.

Diet- a healthy diet. Plenty of veggies, fruit (local and organic if you can), try not to eat too much dairy and meat (unless of the organic varieties) and if you can, visit a naturopath- find out what YOUR body is crying for. We are all one, yet after years of abuse, all our bodies are hurting in different ways.

Excercise the mind AND body. Be sure to stay active, enjoy nature and the outdoors, and also be sure to practice either yoga or meditation to relieve your mind.

Also-

1. Avoidance
Avoid watching the TV news and reading the papers. Turn off and tune out all of the images of war and violence and crime. You already know it’s out there; you don’t need to watch it over and over every single day. Instead, focus your energy on sending healing and peaceful light to those areas of the world.

Limit your time with people you know are always negative. I’m referring to people who always whine and complain about everything and everyone; not those who come to you for help with a problem.

2. Remember who’s in control
The only person who chooses how you feel and what you think is you. If you want to be and stay positive, then don’t let the negativity of others get you down. You can be compassionate and sympathetic without losing your positive outlook. It’s your positive outlook that will make the people around you feel better. Energy is contagious—whether it be positive or negative. Infect those near you with your positivity and you’ll continue to feel better yourself.

3. Random acts of kindness
There is little else in the world that feels better than making someone else’s day. Performing a random act of kindness, especially to a stranger, will boost you up for days. These are the kinds of things that are usually paid forward, so your one act can impact many more than one life.

4. Surround yourself with other positive people
Yes, there are more out there just like you! Spend time with people you love and have fun. Get out and enjoy yourself with others who are just as positive as you are.

These are just a few simple ways you can remain positive when there seems to be negativity all around you. You can be the eye of the storm if you can maintain control over your emotions and hang onto your positive mindset. If you continue to radiate peace and positiveness, the people around you will start doing the same.

Like A Rolling Stone. Go.

Spoken through the spaces of the situation, we seem to be suddenly equal to nothing more than the strange urge of thoughts which push themselves through the fingertips of our souls. When given a chance to let it all slide through, we suddenly understand the moment and comprehend the concept of creativity in just knowing. For now, that is the only place it could reside in. A pocket of fun inside the mind of an eye or two. Connection being only a deep breath away. Savasanah.The stars, stroking the senses. Firecracker red amongst the raindrops slamming again the bright white beam of the street light. The wind slaps me in the face with the force of fatal forgiveness. Amusement as they try and decipher the persona I search for in the sky. As symbolic as the sunshine on my thumb in earth form. Subtle bit of adaption at a distances reach. The seekers could never dig deep enough to get to where I’m bound to.

Go.

Like A Rolling Stone. Go.

Spoken through the spaces of the situation, we seem to be suddenly equal to nothing more than the strange urge of thoughts which push themselves through the fingertips of our souls. When given a chance to let it all slide through, we suddenly understand the moment and comprehend the concept of creativity in just knowing. For now, that is the only place it could reside in. A pocket of fun inside the mind of an eye or two. Connection being only a deep breath away. Savasanah.The stars, stroking the senses. Firecracker red amongst the raindrops slamming again the bright white beam of the street light. The wind slaps me in the face with the force of fatal forgiveness. Amusement as they try and decipher the persona I search for in the sky. As symbolic as the sunshine on my thumb in earth form. Subtle bit of adaption at a distances reach. The seekers could never dig deep enough to get to where I’m bound to.

Go.

Decent Exposure.

You would think that they would end. They would dry up inside the mind and discontinue their use. Taken shape in the form of what is required, only to be used for a minute, to be used simply in discussion, disguising the actual, and spent a second on only one topic of taught reactions. Yet….
They then linger, and stay frozen in a place that is only retrievable in situations that remind you of the last, and they drudge forth like Roman Missal canon balls in an amphitheater. They ricochet from the membranes of another time, when the rest of you is fully in another realm. Honestly. The process is an endeavor, trying to dismantle the life of a thought. Using one to understand one.

Cheaply used, confused, abused and fused my ideas and notions, emotions, motions and faults. Equal simply because of that choice, the desire, the idea, the reason, the fire to inspire. Complete with or without, near or far, black or white, part of the moon our own star. Seeing, believing, achieving, while thieving ideas keep on growing while continuously conceiving…

Decent Exposure.

You would think that they would end. They would dry up inside the mind and discontinue their use. Taken shape in the form of what is required, only to be used for a minute, to be used simply in discussion, disguising the actual, and spent a second on only one topic of taught reactions. Yet….
They then linger, and stay frozen in a place that is only retrievable in situations that remind you of the last, and they drudge forth like Roman Missal canon balls in an amphitheater. They ricochet from the membranes of another time, when the rest of you is fully in another realm. Honestly. The process is an endeavor, trying to dismantle the life of a thought. Using one to understand one.

Cheaply used, confused, abused and fused my ideas and notions, emotions, motions and faults. Equal simply because of that choice, the desire, the idea, the reason, the fire to inspire. Complete with or without, near or far, black or white, part of the moon our own star. Seeing, believing, achieving, while thieving ideas keep on growing while continuously conceiving…

Methodical coincidence……..

We could ignore what we hear. Everything we taste and smell. All that we see and that we feel. How simply difficult. There is a place where I exist lately, where I’m sorting out what I create against that which appears. For all that really appears, is a description of my creation anyhow. If I had never tasted, smelled, or felt an orange…

My new room is an actual trip…

The bird and the stones.
The dried lotus leaf, and lovely zen-like gifts from Aunty C.
My journal, skewed all over the place… raped with words.
An Alice In Wonderland-esque statue from Grandma N
A guitar that won’t get used till my sister comes round.
Canvases that have only been halfway coated in paint.
Music in all forms.
My three tiered sack of mary-jane.
Feed 100 bag.
Sublime.

If we spend today thinking of yesterday, do we not fear that tomorrow will be spent thinking of the yesterday we had yesterday?

Spending time away, I thought that more visual would be added the the sensual and have returned only to be left to wonder and linger a little more. Perhaps this is just daydream discoveries?

Its magical, magnificent and marvelous regardless of intentions from my self, myself, your self or yourself. Step back. Where they existed so solid before, now they only seem to be sifting through my fingers in 8th dimensional manner. All the hints and series of dreams that plot inside and push to the brink of my sanity. Perhaps only half of the equation currently knowingly exists, while the other is merely a pawn.

Without any sort of clue, like glue, stuck to the truth like Starsky and Hutch.

Classification of positive messages. You read here, when I sign above the last word, and you suddenly get all that which has been said, you scream it in your head, mutter each thing over and over again, wonder who it is that is being spoken to. You analyze each and every sentence, screen each and every word. You seem to get it. You seem to know that it could only mean one thing. Perhaps the polarity, the severity of this series of honest musings are going to do nothing more but fade away into a digital world of illusion. Perhaps this is an utter allusion of synchronicity, and something more severe and serious to our world of truth. Perhaps it is a start.

Beyond the recognition of time, being hit with something that makes words materialize without knowing where they existed is a sensation on its own righteousness. Again. Magical.

Are you seeing where this comes from? The magic. And it all just pauses in my mind for a second, but I know what your saying. That feeling. That place. That existence that cannot be manifested elsewhere, or otherwise. It just happens on its own, thrives in the fingers and toes of those who were blessed to see, speak, write, act. ArtIsts.

Methodical coincidence……..

We could ignore what we hear. Everything we taste and smell. All that we see and that we feel. How simply difficult. There is a place where I exist lately, where I’m sorting out what I create against that which appears. For all that really appears, is a description of my creation anyhow. If I had never tasted, smelled, or felt an orange…

My new room is an actual trip…

The bird and the stones.
The dried lotus leaf, and lovely zen-like gifts from Aunty C.
My journal, skewed all over the place… raped with words.
An Alice In Wonderland-esque statue from Grandma N
A guitar that won’t get used till my sister comes round.
Canvases that have only been halfway coated in paint.
Music in all forms.
My three tiered sack of mary-jane.
Feed 100 bag.
Sublime.

If we spend today thinking of yesterday, do we not fear that tomorrow will be spent thinking of the yesterday we had yesterday?

Spending time away, I thought that more visual would be added the the sensual and have returned only to be left to wonder and linger a little more. Perhaps this is just daydream discoveries?

Its magical, magnificent and marvelous regardless of intentions from my self, myself, your self or yourself. Step back. Where they existed so solid before, now they only seem to be sifting through my fingers in 8th dimensional manner. All the hints and series of dreams that plot inside and push to the brink of my sanity. Perhaps only half of the equation currently knowingly exists, while the other is merely a pawn.

Without any sort of clue, like glue, stuck to the truth like Starsky and Hutch.

Classification of positive messages. You read here, when I sign above the last word, and you suddenly get all that which has been said, you scream it in your head, mutter each thing over and over again, wonder who it is that is being spoken to. You analyze each and every sentence, screen each and every word. You seem to get it. You seem to know that it could only mean one thing. Perhaps the polarity, the severity of this series of honest musings are going to do nothing more but fade away into a digital world of illusion. Perhaps this is an utter allusion of synchronicity, and something more severe and serious to our world of truth. Perhaps it is a start.

Beyond the recognition of time, being hit with something that makes words materialize without knowing where they existed is a sensation on its own righteousness. Again. Magical.

Are you seeing where this comes from? The magic. And it all just pauses in my mind for a second, but I know what your saying. That feeling. That place. That existence that cannot be manifested elsewhere, or otherwise. It just happens on its own, thrives in the fingers and toes of those who were blessed to see, speak, write, act. ArtIsts.