Acceptance

All my life, I’ve been told to “accept” this or that when I felt unhappy. I never really knew what it meant. I never “felt” what it’s like to accept. If something or someone really upset me, or worse, wronged me, what does acceptance even mean? How do I accept, and why should I?

Years ago, I felt miserable at a prior job. The daily routine bored and tired me. I stressed daily, and struggled to sleep. Fridays brought a short reprieve, and Sundays returned the dread of the work week. Dwelling on my misery and being upset with the the fact that I felt miserable at work didn’t help one bit. I just kept feeling worse.

Had I read my own blog post about deciding to be happy, then I would have understood that in order to be happy I needed to stop doing things that made me feel worse. Easy, right?! But it was hard. Hard to stop dwelling and feeling sorry about a situation. It still is. It’s human nature, perhaps.

What should I have done? How and what could I have accepted?

Lately, I wonder if acceptance means accepting the fact that someone or something upsetting crossed my paths, without dwelling and begrudging the fact that the event or encounter happened.

It’s done. I can’t reverse time to undo it. My life won’t improve by me stewing over it. Accept the fact that I was in a job about which I felt miserable. Fighting and getting upset at that fact simply made things worse.

But acceptance doesn’t mean that I sit passively. I wanted better, and my life can improve only if I act in the present or future to reach that goal.

Although I can’t control people or events, and I can’t change the past, I can control what I think about and what I do. I choose to think about ways I can live constructively and move toward a better future.

So, save the energy I used to spend on getting upset about the past and use it to focus on improving the present and future.

And then, the thing or event or person that upset me, that I found hard to accept, may turn out to be a catalyst for transformation. A blessing.

I think that’s what acceptance means to me.