November 12: Word. in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

  • Nov. 12, 2009, midnight
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Yesterday I wrote about the book my new friend loaned me. I accidentally linked to the actual book called The Four Agreements. What she loaned me is a companion book, called (wait for it…) The Four Agreements Companion Book: Using the Four Agreements to Master the Dream of Your Life. It tells you how to actually implement the four agreements and use them in your everyday life.

Some of you asked. Some of you dissed. But I’m going to post the four agreements here because, heck, they are pretty straightforward and I like them. And it can’t hurt to reinforce, right?

1. Be impeccable with your word – Speak with integrity. Say only what you mean. Avoid using the word to speak against yourself or to gossip about others. Use the power of your word in the direction of truth and love.

2. Don’t take anything personally – Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream. When you are immune to the opinions and actions of others, you won’t be the victim of needless suffering.

3. Don’t make assumptions – Find the courage to ask questions and to express what you really want. Communicate with others as clearly as you can to avoid misunderstandings, sadness and drama. With just this one agreement, you can completely transform your life.

4. Always do your best – Your best is going to change from moment to moment; it will be different when you are healthy as opposed to sick. Under any circumstance, simply do your best, and you will avoid self-judgment, self-abuse and regret.

See? I should come back and read this every single morning before I start my day. Seriously, I really do believe that many of my problems come from words, how I use them and how I react to them. There are a lot of exercises in the book. I haven’t done them. But maybe I’ll do some here (don’t worry, you guys…that’s why private entries were invented–unless I think it’s an awesome entry, heh.).

So what’s on the books for today?

I am going to talk to the leasing people at 9:30, then finish up some stuff around here. And then I’m heading to the other city close by because my friend A. is flying in town to work on a project. She has a party tonight and there’s a Poker Run. One of the dealers bailed, so guess who’s getting put to work? Heh. A. tells me that I will meet some amazing people tonight. I’m looking forward to it. I’m also going to spend the night with her because, well, why not. Hotel slumber party!

Went to the gym last night for my class. Many people in that class use it as something of a happy hour, and I think that’s great. I love making friends at the gym because it keeps me coming back. I don’t really have a lot of friends in this particular class, but I do have many acquaintances I chat with from time to time, and that’s nice.

Yesterday, one of those acquaintances approached me and told me that she was in a car wreck and broke her ankle and that’s why I haven’t seen her in a few weeks. I told her I was sorry, class started, we did our thing. But I could tell that she wanted to say more. So when class was over, she came back over to me and started chatting. We talked about class, she told me a little more about the wreck, and then, out of nowhere she says, “…and then my husband asked me for a divorce during all of this. My wreck was the catalyst that got the ball rolling.”

What the.

She is the second person this week (and I haven’t gotten out much!) to tell me that their husbands were having affairs throughout both of their nearly 20-year marriages.

I’m just feeling so weird about relationships lately. I so desperately want a partner, but shit. Not one that’s broken! Not a cheater. Not a liar. Not a bastard. Not a drunk. Not a leaver.

I need to hear more success stories. [Kate], where are you??!

I want to be a support for my gym friend, but damn. What kind of positive things can I tell her? I asked her to go have a drink with me after class next Wednesday night. I need some ammunition.

I need words.

Gotta run.


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