Anothermilestone, anotherstep, she foundtheviewfrom every perspective so worthwhile, so profoundlybeautiful…
How many challenges does it take, how manyheartache’s and here you are doing life better than you did a year ago
Smiling that smile knowing that in every step of the way there was value gained. You didn’t look back and allow fear to consume you, you forged forward in all that pain.
Oh, how your heart swelled with joy with the thoughts that everything is possible with a little perseverance.
The fog obscures my vision, yet, I know there are otherthingsthatcan have the same effect on me.
The small bird on the curbside reminds me of how Icanloosen my focal point.
I use one word, “Distraction.”
When my mind is clouded with the mist of overthinking, or stress. Maybe I’m the vapor of particles suspended in a murky concentration of life.
I hate when I find myself there, when my path is distorted. Recognizing that pivotal moment you’ve lingered to long, snap, change it up.
I need to allow the sun to leak in, to warm my thoughts, to recognize I’m waffling in wasted time. Nothing is going to come of this if I stay in this state of confusion.
Now comes “clarification.”
It’s time to repurpose, get back on the road, clear the mindset of cloudiness and drive thru the foggy mist.
How many lessonsmust we learn for life tobecomeknownto us…
Let’s just say, I know what I don’t want anymore, I’ve come to recognize the sound and taste of decent, of going backwards instead of progressing in a forward motion.
I know what peace feels like and how much I want to stay within the center of it. Because it’s home for me.
Whenhistoryrepeatsitself, then it’stime for a new phase of learning…
As a philosopher, I love looking into a picture. This picture has a lot to say.
I see dark heavy clouds, weighted with thoughts. First layer.
But time passes, the sun rises and changes the weight in the clouds, reasoning releases through recognition, through tears. Second layer, the opening of hope.
The clouds release, the mindset reasons through reflection. Third layer. Warmth and peace flood.
Do you resistloneliness so much that it creates desperation…
and drives you to lose that part of yourselfthat’s sane?
For myself, I have been there. Yet, these days I have learned to stop resisting loneliness. Oh, I understand that miserable feeling that swoops in and tries to consume you.
Through time and practice I’ve learned that it’s my mind saying I need social interaction with others. The feeling of loneliness is quite helpful to me. Something I do is monitor the headspace I am in when I feel it,
and what my thoughts at this moment, feelings and sensations, did something just happened, were they tied to people or experiences that evoked these feelings to rise up inside me.
A willingness to stay present in the momentwithoutjudgement or trying to change its narrative
is acceptance. So each time I am feeling lonely, I take a few minutes and sit with the discomfort of this feeling. I lean back into a chair, relax my body, and let the feeling transition through me.
Accept it saying to myself: “I feel you and I recognize that I need to take care of you.”
I, then accept that I need to create a social connection with people, family , or friends in my life and follow through on making it happen.
See, when I take responsibility for tuning into myself then I am accepting my role in my happiness.
you realize that overwhelming desire to change the landscape of your mindset.
I use one word, “Recognition.”
When my soul feels so heavy like a burdensome rock that I have chosen to carry, I can’t bear for another second the weight of those choices and knowledge that what I am doing isn’t working for me.
Listening to the presence of this pain and how much of it has saturated itself into my day, my body, and mindset.
I need to own it, I don’t need to blame another. I made those choices that led me to where I am standing at this moment of my life.
I recognize that nothing will change unless I want to succeed in the next hour, day, and lifetime. This is day to day practice I committed to myself.
