Anger Non-Management or It’s Pointless to Manage Your Anger

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It is possible to allow anger to be a useful tool in your life by using Anger Resolution rather than Anger Management. Anger can serve you if you know how to use it.

In numerology, anger is a symptom of a challenge. Your challenges are clearly defined in your Chaldean Soul Chart and are considered opportunities for self-mastery. If you resolve a challenge, you have a Master’s Degree in Challenge Resolution and have exponentially increased your level of Inner Peace.

But more about that later. Read the story now.

Long ago in a land far away, there was a world full of challenges. Nothing but challenges. Yet the people were happy . They laughed at their challenges. They rolled on the floor laughing at each other’s challenges. When someone tried to push their buttons, they couldn’t resist falling down laughing.

Life was hilarious. Even the corniest of jokes was funny. There was music everywhere, colors were brilliant and beautiful, work was fun, and production went nowhere but up. Prosperity ruled.

But then one day someone came along and changed all that. It was the Ogre of Seriousness. He pointed out how foolish everyone looked laughing at everything. He accused them of frivolity. He called them stupid.

The people were frightened. They began to doubt themselves. Pretty soon Life began to change. There was no more music, no more singing or joking, and things got pretty quiet when everyone decided that what they had to say was stupid.

Production shrank, deadlines were not met. Even the weather changed – gloomy every day. The people developed illnesses of every kind, and Life was hard. Babies cried all the time, dogs snarled, and cats yowled war cries every night.

Life was real and it was earnest. It was No Fun. Croissants turned to ashes in the mouth, you couldn’t find a fresh vegetable anywhere, and meat was covered with green slime.

The people became angry. They fought with each other constantly. No one had a good word for themselves or anyone else. The good words were gone – stolen by the Ogre while the people slept.

If, as it happened once in a blue moon, someone found a good word lying around due to the Ogre’s carelessness, they grabbed it up and hid it, since the Ogre had outlawed good words of every kind. People started to surreptitiously share these precious words. They began meeting in secret and whispering about the old days when everyone was happy.

Gradually their numbers began to grow, and they rose up against the Ogre of Seriousness. They fell upon his house, breaking down the door and surprising him in his bed early one morning. They surrounded him and began to laugh. They hooted, howled, guffawed, and hee-hawed; they fell on the floor laughing.

The Ogre was stunned. He was shocked. He began to smile; a strange experience, but not terrible. Then he began to chuckle, his eyes dancing in puzzlement. Soon he was powerless to resist the joy in the room and began laughing so hard, he fell out of bed. This created an even more raucous response from the people, who now rose up from the floor and began jumping up and down.

They were overcome with laughter and joy. They had their Lives back. They reached down and picked up the hysterically laughing Ogre. They put him up on their shoulders, carried him out of the house, and paraded him to the Town Square.

The Ogre was so overcome with joy and amazement, he forgot how to be angry. He enthusiastically glad-handed, back-slapped, and joked with the people. When the ruckus finally died down, he stood on the steps of the Town Hall and declared himself humbled and thanked the people for saving his life, for he had noticed a great change in himself. The constant aches and pains in his joints were beginning to disappear, the pounding in his head was subsiding, and he was free of heartburn for the first time in 20 years.

He asked the people to wait where they were; he had a surprise for them. With that, he entered the town hall and emerged a few minutes later with the biggest, fattest sack they had ever seen.

When the Ogre (who was now the Ogre of Joy) untied the string around the top, out floated all the good words he had stolen. They rose high into the air and exploded like the most beautiful fireworks in the world, and the now sparkling fragments floated down and caressed everyone, covering them with contentment.

And they lived happily ever after.

Definition of challenge,  Dictionary.com:

1. a call or summons to engage in any contest, as of skill, strength, etc.

2. something that by its nature or character serves as a call to battle, contest, special effort, etc.: Space exploration offers a challenge to humankind.

3. a call to fight, as a battle, a duel, etc.

4. a demand to explain, justify, etc.: a challenge to the treasurer to itemize expenditures.

5. difficulty in a job or undertaking that is stimulating to one engaged in it.

Definition of challenge, Numerology:

1. a recurring issue that annoys, enrages, or generally frustrates you

2. a life lesson that serves as a call to increase love and understanding of yourself and others

3. an opportunity for spiritual growth, no fighting necessary

4. a summons to look inside where the truth of the matter resides

5. a difficulty, the resolving of which leads to inner peace

As a psychotherapist, I believe all of us can master our challenges. I suspect many of my colleagues in the field of mental health would disagree.

Numerology has shown me that we chose particular challenges to bring with us to Planet Earth. Having chosen them, we must have the power to resolve them; to gradually whittle them down to nothing, leaving more room for our true natures to flourish.

Have you found ways to use your anger for good outcomes? What are your tips?

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