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Gale Minchew, PhD

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Rockstar Gratitude 101...

Have you ever felt that some people seem to have all of the luck?  Everything just seems to come to them...money, career, love, family, vacations...everything seems so easy for them.  Believe it or not, we all have the ability to welcome into our lives everything we desire.  Here are a few things to remember...

1) Just because you want it doesn't mean it is good for you.  You probably know this one all too well...the boyfriend who was toxic, the dream job that turned out to be a nightmare, the windfall of money at tax time that disappeared before you even realized it was coming.  When you ask the universe to bring something into your life, be sure that you do not place requirements or limitations upon this blessing.  By saying, God...please bring love into my life...and make sure he looks like a movie star...and has a lot of money...oh, and make sure he treats me like a queen.  Well, with those kind of limitations, you may very well get a narcissistic individual who makes you believe he has a lot of money, until you realize it was your money, not his, that he was spending all along.. .and he treats you like the queen to his king out in public, but behind closed doors it's a different experience altogether.  So, first and foremost, learn to be clear about what it is that you want and then, remove your ego from the equation so that only things that are good for you come into your life.

Dear God/Source/All That Is, please bring ____ or something better into my life.  I ask this with the purest of intentions and for my highest good. Amen/And so it is.

2) Expecting good things to walk into your life without putting forth any effort is futile.  Don't sit around and wait for the perfect life...go out there and create it.  Decide what it is you want and take small steps to make it happen.  Always wanted to be a rock star?  Then do something about it.  Take music lessons.  Sign up for karaoke night at a local bar.  Record raw versions of your songs, full of emotion and your own brand of personality, and upload them to YouTube.  Make recordings and share them with friends and family as gifts.  Who says being a rock star means you have to be on stage in front of thousands of screaming fans or that you have to travel and be away from all that you love for months on end during a tour?  Make the effort and be your own kind of rock star today!

3) Gratitude shifts everything.  Often, when people are down, I suggest that they think of all of the things in life for which they have to feel grateful.  Something about the identification and expression of gratitude works to change the connections in our brains and can literally shift your mood in the moment.  It's a simple process.  Just spend 5 or 10 minutes listing everything you appreciate in life...waking up in the morning, a bed to sleep in, being able to use all five senses in daily life, having coffee or water waiting for you in the kitchen, being hugged by your kid before school, receiving a phone call from a long lost friend...whatever you feel grateful for having,  feeling, or being...express that gratitude now.  What you will find over t ime is that the more gratitude you express for the positive things in your life, the more positive things you will find coming into your life.  This isn't a one time deal, though.  Make it a new habit to express gratitude daily.  There is no regret in gratitude, only love.  And why not take this one step further and give thanks for everything that has not yet come into your life?  Proactive gratitude...what a beautiful concept!

As you practice with these techniques, you will find your mood lifting and your outlook improving.  Things in your life begin to shape up.  You begin to feel the positive energy flowing easily into your environment and into your heart.  The things you desire in life begin to find their way to you and you welcome them with open arms.  For truly, you ARE a rock star in everything that you do!  Start feeling it, and express your gratitude today!

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The Sidewalk Ends Here…

May 11, 2011

I don’t remember any books from my childhood.  At least, that’s what I thought.  When I first tried to conger up memories of reading, I drew a complete blank.  Yes, I couldn’t think of one single book!  So, I decided to delve a little further into my mind and came up with the cute teddy bear board book my mom read to me as a toddler, Cinderella, and The Princess and the Pea.  I still have that little teddy bear book and will always cherish it.  But, can that really be all I remember reading as a child?  Pulling those memories from the frayed edges of my mind soon buried me under a wave of book covers and authors.  Oh!  What about the Sweet Valley High series by Francine Pascal?  I read that series incessantly during my teen years.  I remember spending so much money on those books…and it became a challenge…buying, reading, and arranging all those books on my shelf in chronological order.  Then, a little further back I remembered some required reading from middle school…Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret by Judy Blume and the life and writings of Edgar Allen Poe.  I admit, I didn’t care for Judy Blume, but I was fascinated with Edgar Allen Poe…The Raven, The Tell Tale Heart, The Masque of the Red Death, The Pit and the Pendulum, and so on.  But, I still wonder why they had Poe as required reading for a 13 year old!  It was probably my fascination with Poe that led to my interest in crime/suspense/mystery novels.  So, it was only logical that by high school, I had moved on to Dean Koontz, Stephen King, and Anne Rice. 

I continued to ponder the books I read as a child and found that with all the authors, titles, and genres flowing through my mind, I continuously returned to fourth grade.  It was a magical year, I suppose…a time for trading stickers with my friends, staying out of the clutches of boys chasing girls on the playground, and my first introduction to poetry.  Now, I admit I would have done almost anything to not go outside for recess, as you can imagine!  Quite coincidentally, my fourth grade teacher, Mrs. Joyce Sigler, had an exciting project for me and a friend in lieu of play time.  At recess, she would tape a large sheet of white paper on the wall and place the overhead projector in just the right spot for maximum size.  She would then place a transparency on the overhead glass, and my friend and I would carefully trace the letters and drawings onto the plain white paper.  That simple job made me feel important!  And, unbeknownst to me at the time, I learned about poetry and how to make that funny little lower case ‘a’.  I mean, who really writes an ‘a’ like that?  Ultimately, I ended up reading the entire book from which the transparencies were made.  What an exciting experience at such an impressionable time in my young life!

You may wonder what poetry could possibly fill a fourth grader with so much excitement.  This poetry was magical, complete with funny drawings…a book filled of stories such as Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout who would not take the garbage out, a crocodile who went to the dentist, and little Peggy Ann McKay who was so sick she could not go to school today!  Yes, Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein became my favorite book that year.  That year became one of my most memorable years in school and, by my estimation, served as a catalyst for my growing love of books.

I now share Mr. Silverstein’s books with my own children.  Not only Where the Sidewalk Ends, but A Light in the Attic, Falling Up, and The Giving Tree, as well.  Will my fourth grader have the same memories about reading these books as I have?  Probably not, but I hope to make an impression as great as that given to me all those years ago by one very special fourth grade teacher and Shel Silverstein!

*This entry first appeared as a guest post on basicallyamazingashley.com in May 2011