Have I ever accomplished anything good while my emotions were churning with hysteria? Am I aware that reacting on impulse—saying the first thing that pops into my head—defeats my own purposes? I couldn’t lose by stopping to think: Easy does It. Wouldn’t any crisis shrink to manageable size if I could wait a little while to figure out what is best to do? Unless I’m sure I’m pouring oil on troubled waters, and not on a raging fire, it might be best to do and say nothing until things calm down. Easy Does it.
It may take a bit of self-control to back away from conflict and confusion. But its wonderful protection for my peace of mind, unless I can say or do something to quell the storm, I’ll only be inflicting punishment on myself. And each little battle I win—with myself—makes the next one easier. Take it easy, for easy does it. It will all seem much less important tomorrow!
“Quietness is a great ally, my friend. As long as I keep my poise, I will do nothing to make bad matters worse?