For those of you who think I might be breaking into new ground by writing an Eco post, think again! 😊

What do I avidly recycle? Unfortunately, my recycling efforts all too often consist of repeat poor decisions, selfish choices, and negative self-talk. Gives the “R” word a whole new focus, right?

What to do with that? Just as one must learn to recycle–in the good, healthy way that is–one must also learn to uncycle. Yes, I am fully aware that uncycle is not a real word. At least not in the world of Daniel Webster. But it is a very real and practical word to me.

Let’s start with the definition of cycle: A set of events or actions that happen again and again in the same order : a repeating series of events or actions. (Great if one is bicycling for health but not so much when starting that vicious “Ugh, I can’t believe I was so stupid” self talk pattern.)

Another definition according to Mr. W.: A course or series of events or operations that recur regularly and usually lead back to the starting point. (Again, a positive when speaking of flowers that bloom each year but negative when referring to self-growth. You can’t ever get anywhere if you’re always going back to the beginning!)

So back to my new favorite word: uncycle. Why uncycle? To stop those events and thoughts that I’ve allowed to happen again and again from gaining new ground and setting roots. If I am not consciously aware of myself and my choices, I automatically drift back into recycling what isn’t good for me. This is where uncycle becomes a verb. I must act (or stop an act as the case may be) to break the cycle. And a person–at least this person–must uncycle more times than recycle. Otherwise I am back to that dreadful beginning again. And it’s exhausting! Imagine if every time you ran the first 5 miles of a marathon you were sent back to the starting line to begin again. (I know!)

So I am going to dump recycling–at least this kind–and begin avidly uncycling the repititious choices I’ve made that simply having me spinning for no good purpose. Where do I start? At my own beginning.

You have searched me, Lord, and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways.

Before  a word is on my tongue, you, Lord, know it completely. If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.

~Excerpts from Psalm 139