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You'll sail on forever if you wait for the right time.
One fo the most unavoidable life lessons is having to deal with the dissaproval of others. Praise and blame are all the same is a fancy way of reminding yourself of the old cliche that you'll never be able to please all the people all the time. Even in a landslide election victory in which a candidate secures 55 percent of the vote, he or she is left with 45 percent of the population that wishes someone else were the winner. Pretty humbling isn't it?
Our approval rating from family, friends, and the people we work with isn't likely to be much higher. The truth is, everyone has their own set of ideas with which to evaluate life, and our ideas dont always match those of other people. For some reason, however, most of us struggle against this inevitable fact. We get angry, hurt, or otherwise frustrated when people reject our ideas, tell us no, or give us some other form of dissaproval.
The soon we accept the inevitable dilemma of not being able to with the approval of everyone we meet, the easier our lives will become. When you expect to be dished out your share of disaproval instead of struggling against this fact, you'll develop a helpful perspective to assist your life journey. Rather than feeling rejected by dissaproval, you can remind yourself, "Here it is again. That's okay." You can learn to be pleasantly suprised, even grateful when you receive the approval you're hoping for.
I find that there are many days when I experience both praise and blame. Someone will hire me to speak and someone else wont want to; one phone call delivers good news, another announces a new issue to deal with. One of my children is happy with my behavior, the other struggles against it. Someone says what a nice guy I am, someone else thinks I'm selfish because I dont' return his phone call. This back and forth good and bad approval and disaproval is a part of everyone's life. I'm the first to admit that I always prefer approval over dissaproval. It feels better and it's certainly easier to deal with. The more content I've become, however, the less I depend on it for my sense of well-being.