I don’t like to admit it, but for the past several days, I’ve been fending off a mild attack by my Inner Critters, those pesky voices of negative self-talk that sometimes grab the microphone in my head. I say mild attack, because at times my Inner Critters really take me out with internal messages of fear and doubt.
There is an up-side to a full-blown Inner Critter take-out, because when the lights fade completely on my mood, I can’t help but notice. Then, I am presented with a clear choice. I can either wallow for a while in gloom or consciously choose to lighten my mood.
The nasty thing about a mild Critter attack, is that it can have me in a subtle funk for several days before I become aware that I feel weary and bored. I think this most recent attack came from the fact that I didn’t take enough of a three-day holiday. Instead, I pushed on with work and didn’t get the renewal I needed.
Oh well, one Frappuccino and one pumpkin muffin later, my mood is begining to lift. So I’m hearing my Whisperer voice again. That’s the tiny little voice of possibility which––when I give it my attention––can wrest the mic away from you-know-who.
Here’s how this conversation looks through the eyes of The GrooveTool®:
Critter Reality says: Shayla, you should never have that much sugar. You’ll get the sugar blues. My Whisperer Vision is: a little sugar in my veins puts me in the pink––at least for a while.
So, was my Starbucks extravagance a Bold Move? Or was it a Brash Move?
