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This blog isn’t about ants in your pants. It’s about ANTs in your head...
ANTs you see are ‘Automatic Negative Thoughts’. And we all have them. The damned things convince us we’re rubbish, or thick, or that we can’t do something. Their default position is ‘can’t do’ and we’re infested.
It’s hard to tell what’s going on in another person’s head. But, a really good mate of mine whom I consider to be a total genius, a brilliant mind and an exceptional human being is, I fear, riddled with ANTs. And, despite being a scholar of all things positive, I struggle to find a solution. Because they’re his ANTs, not mine. He owns them. He’s allowed them to move into his head space and take over.
I can take on the role of the ant-eater by sticking my long nose into his business and telling him that he’s a brilliant man, a total genius and one of the most absurdly awesome human beings I’ve ever encountered. But his ANTs don’t allow him to hear or believe.
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A video-word from a new member of our team!
No ANTs in sight... take it away, Darrell!!
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He’s so clever you see. He’s read all the books and been on all the courses. He knows what he needs to do, but he’s not doing it. Maybe he likes his ANTs? Maybe they’re so familiar that he’s got to know them on first name terms? Maybe it’s safer to have them aboard? Or easier? Anyway. I’ve decided to invent the antidote to ANTs. I call them PANTs! ‘Positive And Nice Thoughts’. And if he simply replaced his ANTs with a clean set of PANTs then, voila, it’s the mental equivalent of Rentokill. Could be a lesson in there for us all? Happy PANTs everyone! A
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Loving the PANTs