All kinds of pain create static in the brain.
The louder the static the more likely it is that clarity will be problematic.As this blog delves into my life, we'll reach a story where I'll be in intensive care. That experience made me consciously aware of taking good care of my body. Even so, I tend to push it too far. I'm sharing this info, so you'll know why I may not pop up on your screen, from time to time.
Though I've not been up to writing, I have been thinking. And when I feel up to snuff, you may be surprised at visions, concerning towers and tunnels, which have been occupying my mind.
In terms of tunneling, I've been thinking about what I'd say to a dear friend who was trying, unsuccessfully, to pull a painful memory out of her mind. I'd say: Be kind to yourself, my friend. Be patient. Let each layer of protection fall away.
I'd say: Know that you can not press your defense system to tear into the deepest layers of an experience so painful that a fortess was constructed around it's core.
I'd say: Feel confident that upon tunneling through this fortress in a caring manner this painful moment will be expressed without fear.
I'd say: Have faith that during this tunneling process, you'll unearth the key to unlocking your freedom.
I'd say: Appreciate the fact that Mother Nature provides you with a defense system that does not allow subterranean pain to escape prematurely.
I'd say: Appreciate the fact that Father Time provides bodyguards, who patiently stand lookout atop your fortress's tower.
I'd say: Though your work is cut out for you, know that your quest will meet with success. And here, my friend, is why that's true:
Common sense suggests that a mind teeming with subconscious static is a road block for clarity of thought. So if Mother Nature's tunnel/fortress/protective plan serves to shield her young, this self-imposed road block thwarts you from seeing certain aspects of the adult you've become.
Common sense suggests that a child's suit of armor must feel constricting to an adult. As each post brings us closer to the core of yesteryear's trauma, ancient ghouls, named Angst, Fear, Fury, and Pain will be dislodged from your mind. (I know this to be true, because this is not the first suit of armor I've worked to dismantle. Once again, you know nothing of my life before the age of ten.)
If that sounds like bad news not to worry, because here's the good: I'm practiced at patiently coaxing my subconscious to dismantle fortresses until forgotten memories release. And each time I tunnel toward tossing fear out on it's ear, I achieve another heartfelt goal.
Whew! See what I mean about having my work cut out for me? Thank goodness I'm practiced at taking this on! Thank goodness I know that reclaiming peace of mind is worth the work that lies ahead.
Throughout my adult life, I've reset my inner compass toward the positively focused portion of my mind. Each time I place my faith in the concepts of work, courage, patience, readiness, and compassion, a missing key is found.
If positive attitude and timing are everything in terms of attaining clarity then it stands to reason that negativity hinders personal growth. So if you're stuck in a 'bad' place, it may be time to cast out a demon, spinning around, creating static, inside your mind.
Ah! What a relief it is to be as patient with myself as I'd be with a friend. Thank goodness my thought processor is well-practiced at patience when unmet needs pressure me to hurry a process that requires a clear and peaceful state of mind.
Though I'd love to bypass this work with one wave of a magic wand (Poof! Insecurity be gone!), alas, fairy godmothers are no where to be seen. So if I hope to tread upon the path of Reality's Quest For Personal Growth, it's back to the closet for me.
Oh yes ... one more thought before I run out of words. (Ha!) A questing mind is a curious mind. And just as you may look forward to a new post from me, I look forward to questions and comments from you. :-)
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