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Use what is negative in a positive way.

It is a curious thing that in our rush to be positive, we have invented a new phrase: Toxic positivity. As if to say that by insisting on brightness, we have turned the very sun into a blinding glare. 

You see, to be in a positive state of mind is not to declare that bad things are somehow good. That is nonsense. It is not to pretend that shadows are made of light. Rather, it is to stand in the right state of mind so that what is dark, what is difficult, what is painful—can be used in a way that becomes constructive. Not denial, but alchemy. 

For what is the alternative? To drown in despair? To be consumed by bitterness? 

The quickest way into the present moment when faced with negative, or seemingly negative, information is not to paste a smile over it, but to pause—and notice what you already have. And when I say “what you have,” I don’t mean just your possessions or even the people in your life. I mean the endless stream of miracles that hold you together: your breath, the beating of your heart, the spinning of the earth, the astonishing fact that you are here at all. Things you did not earn, and yet are given freely, without your thinking about them.

Spend a little time acknowledging that. Gratitude, not as forced cheerfulness, but as awareness. Then, allow what has happened to fully happen. Let it pierce you, shape you, change you. Because whether you resist or not, it already has. You are not the same person you were a moment ago.

The only way to use what is negative in a positive way is to lose your "I am" and have a deep knowing that every negative comes with it an equal amount of positivity and without a level head the seed of positivity will die. 

And here’s the paradox: Situations and life itself has no meaning, at least not in the sense we usually demand. That is not to say life is pointless. On the contrary—it is precisely because it has no fixed meaning that you are free to decide what it means. Each moment becomes an empty canvas, and every experience—negative or positive—is a stroke of paint you may arrange as you wish.

So don’t mistake positivity for denial. True positivity is the art of using what happens—especially the difficult things—as raw material for growth. It is the knowing smile that says: Ah, even this can be used.  

Never forget. Only you get to decide what MATTERS.   When i say matters, I am talking about what materializes in your life. 




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