My Dad had always been a goldmine of great sayings and of moral/spiritual values.
This quote by Dale Carnegie is akin to one of my Dad’s shared lessons in life.
You see, I am the type of person who questions ideas and circumstances. Even as a child, my curiosity has always been fathomless. And according to my Dad, my reactions – incalculable. For the reason that I wouldn’t just nod or say “oh, okay” or “I see.” It is like an innate sense that I cannot help stop but open more doors for argumentative topics. Well, now, I am trying to hold back because I have realized it was only my Dad who was patient enough to answer all my questions and debate opinions with me without being insulting. Unlike most people I encounter, one word that comes out of my mouth would seem like a threat to them or would make me seem like a miss-know-it-all. Not really my intention. Just want to brainstorm. But I guess they can’t stand that.
Well… great minds think alike. So that’s just me and my Dad. Hahaha!
See what I mean? >.<
Back to the main topic.
This for me is logically necessary. Happiness or misery depends upon our dispositions. This part I didn’t get before. My Dad would remind me every single time he sees me sad or depressed to think of happy thoughts. No. No fairy dust. Just happy thoughts.
He said that it would help me and the universe. The latter made me ask him, of course, “why the the universe?” He said that what I give out to the world is what the universe would essentially give back to me.
So if I show the world how miserable I feel, the more miserable I would become.
Years later, a book called “The Secret” mentioned this certain law of attraction called the Boomerang Effect. Coincidental? I think NOT!
I didn’t understand it before because I had everything I needed, even some that I didn’t actually needed but provided for by my very generous and loving father. The most significant would be the unconditional love and support of my Dad, grandma, and my romantic partner for almost 7 years.
I did not have the perfect, ideal family. It was actually quite dysfunctional, but my Dad managed to see things in a very different way. Sure, he would complain at times; he’s only human after all. But still, he showed me how to be happy despite some negative circumstances.
While I was feeling neglected of a happy life, my Dad would remind me to never feel sorry about myself because that would lead me to my own destruction.
I used to be cynical because I was influenced by someone from my relatives who once said, “expect the worst to happen.” When I should have practiced what my Dad told me, “to expect the unexpected and have a contingency plan up your sleeves.”
So I literally became manic depressive and feared to trust anyone. Suspicious of everyone around me to be against me.
But after learning the ways of Dad – still trying to master them – I have come to live by the most basic rules of a happy life.
I can say that I now “Walk the Line.”
The line that my Dad had walked on his entire life.
Although it is inevitable to make wrong decisions once in a while and that there are things we cannot naturally control, what matters is knowing how to prevent those, to get back in track and remain in control of your emotions, possessions, and life in general.
“You will be happy as long as you choose to be happy, hija.” – Daddy