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Wiping Anger Off The Floor

Read on twitter that someone's wife had her necklace stolen by bikers. No, she was not injured but was shaken to bits and her husband angry to more bits! The bikers just came up to her and ripped it off her neck and before she had time to react, they were off.

These incidents really upsets me even if it isn't me it is happening to. I mean, why do people have to resort to these things? Are there ways to earn money if they are poor? Do they not have arms and legs and talents? Why not make use of them instead of stealing and robbing others? What did their parents really teach them when they were growing up?

There...I am human, hence, I an angry and anger is a really powerful and impactful emotion.

While it is OK to just let the anger be there, I hate to let it dwell. The victim's husband's anger must be about 1000 times more explosive...I can only imagine. He was cursing the worst kind of hate and disaster on the robbers. He wished all types of painful deaths onto the robbers.

This reminds me of a friend who had her home broken into. Oh, she was cursing the same thing too but can you blame her. When someone breaks into your home and ransacked it, your private sanctuary just doesn't feel as safe anymore. Someone was in there, rummaging through your things and taking what isn't theirs. It IS scary BUT....these victims should not dwell on these emotions too long because the only person that they are hurting are themselves.

The victims continue to feel traumatized and cursed all types of terrible things onto the perpetrators and talked about it endlessly.

I think we should stop and just review the emotion...the anger.

Acknowledge the feeling, let it be there, and then let it go. It happened. Now, move on. It is easier said than done, right?

I know but let me relate one incident whereby I simply walked past some negative emotions. Instead of running away, feeling bad or thrashing it out, I took the mop out and slow deliberate movements, mopped the floor. Left, breathe in. Right, breathe out. Left, breathe in. Right, breathe out. I imagined the floor was tainted with hate and I was wiping it slowly and consciously, deliberately and patiently.

It worked for me, so, you might want to try it out. :)

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  1. Somebody spilled something on the floor ha, Marsha? Hehe. Just kidding. Anger is a strong negative emotion. If it's there it needs to be let out, but of course, like you said, it needs to be reviewed and swept off so as not to poison our spirit. =)

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  2. hahaha!! sorry did not see this comment. no lah, someone did something really nasty to me and i felt so angry that i was internally cursing the person earnestly. I got scared when i felt that i meant it.

    so, i took out the mop and mop it off. mopping the floor is a way of venting out the anger...the physical movement takes the anger and stress away from the body and the mind becomes clearer...and i realize that i do not really want that person dead.

    then i learn how to think well for the person, not think bad.

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