I walk away from unnecessary conflict.
When others try to engage me in unnecessary conflict, I simply walk away. I know better than to waste my time and energy trying to communicate with someone who just wants to argue.
If the other person honestly wants to listen, then I am open to sharing my views. But if the person simply wants to quarrel, I am not afraid to end our interaction.
I am free from the need to always be right and convince others of my point of view. I have enough self-respect and compassion to leave a pointless argument behind.
When I walk away from those types of situations, I keep my inner self intact. I do not give my power away by engaging in unnecessary drama. Part of being a great communicator is knowing when to speak and when to be silent.
I walk away from meaningless disagreements because I deserve to live a life free from drama and stress.
As I seek to enjoy a positive life, I gravitate toward healthy interactions and away from negativity; I do not entertain conflict because it is like a shower of negativity.
Each time I walk away from unnecessary conflict, I add value to myself. Others respect me because I uphold a high level of communication. Since they know I will not give them the satisfaction of a quarrel, they rarely try to engage me in conflict.
As a result of walking away from conflict, I live a peaceful life. My mental health is in great shape because I do not allow insignificant dramas to rattle me.
"every morning I rise with the sun carrying the fire within, every evening i set with it only to rise up again. the core of my being is my soul returns,Dancing the very air that it breathes the fire within me will never die
TeArS AnD WhIsPeRs
Soft whispers and silent tears,
Gentle words to ease the fears,
Of anxious friends with drawn faces,
Too distraught for social graces.
Keeping vigil through the night,
With you losing your breathless fight.
Having battled through pain filled years,
Among soft whispers and silent tears.
Watching sadly your distress and pain,
Never to hear your laughter again,
As your hold on life disappears,
Among soft whispers and silent tears.
Your once bright eyes are slowly dimming,
While ours with tears are over brimming.
A little smile seems to cross your lips,
Free at last from your morphine sips.
And so you leave your Earthly base,
As you start your journey to that Heavenly place.
Though out of sight it quells our fears,
Calming our whispers and silent tears.
Gentle words to ease the fears,
Of anxious friends with drawn faces,
Too distraught for social graces.
Keeping vigil through the night,
With you losing your breathless fight.
Having battled through pain filled years,
Among soft whispers and silent tears.
Watching sadly your distress and pain,
Never to hear your laughter again,
As your hold on life disappears,
Among soft whispers and silent tears.
Your once bright eyes are slowly dimming,
While ours with tears are over brimming.
A little smile seems to cross your lips,
Free at last from your morphine sips.
And so you leave your Earthly base,
As you start your journey to that Heavenly place.
Though out of sight it quells our fears,
Calming our whispers and silent tears.
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I'M NOT GREED by Santhosh Sagar N is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 India License.
Based on a work at www.poorboy1.blogspot.com.