The other day, I finished breakfast and cleaned up the kitchen. My mother-in-law came through and distracted me for a bit, but I recovered and completed what I expected to do. I was halfway down the stairs when I realized that I had left one dirty bowl on the counter.
I was mortified. The pounding shame that I felt in that moment was not rational. My face burned and my mind way spiraling into a very negative space. While I returned to the kitchen to rinse the bowl and put it in the dishwasher, some part of me recognized that my emotional response did not fit the present situation. So I decided the heat was sparkles and turned my shame bomb into a glitter bomb.
I'm going to try doing this more when I get these bursts of shame, especially when I am doing things I love doing and I am just being myself. So much glitter. Could get messy.