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... Taking advantage of my mother's interest, my soliloquy continues to process aloud:
“You know, Mom, when Will and I separated, it was impossible for either of us to get a grip on the main root of our problems without guidance. And here’s why that’s pretty classic across the board ...we're just beginning to learn about the intricacies of the human brain ... and ... It can be so painful to uproot deeply buried insecurities that our defense systems set up mental blocks, which prevent us from mustering the courage to probe deep within our psyches.
... Taking advantage of my mother's interest, my soliloquy continues to process aloud:
“You know, Mom, when Will and I separated, it was impossible for either of us to get a grip on the main root of our problems without guidance. And here’s why that’s pretty classic across the board ...we're just beginning to learn about the intricacies of the human brain ... and ... It can be so painful to uproot deeply buried insecurities that our defense systems set up mental blocks, which prevent us from mustering the courage to probe deep within our psyches.
Though ego’s need for self-protection dates back to prehistoric times, Mother Nature offered human beings the gift of thought processors. And though we figured out how to walk on the moon, it's crazy to think that as our brains have evolved, over millions of years, our think tanks have become so complex that we can employ imagination to deflect any perception, which focuses attention on traits we're afraid to accept as our own. Somehow, I don’t think that’s what Mother Nature had intended when she provided us with—intelligence—to control our basic instinct to fight/freeze/or flee.
In fact, here’s a line of reasoning that explains why we all bamboozle ourselves to some degree: If Mother Nature intends for evolution to keep rolling along then that which I've been eager to learn about the brain is in synch with the evolution of mankind in terms of each generation building upon the problem solving skills of the generation that came before—I mean, we've been passing Socrates' baton, all along! AH! Now that makes sense! And making sense feels good, because peace of mind is mine each time my mind and the universe feel centered as one ..."
Having said that, Let's chew on this thought until we seek each other out, tomorrow: My first thought's not always my best thought. Sometimes my first thought serves as a stepping stone that inspires my spirit to move forward in a self disciplined fashion until such time as a better plan of action comes to mind."
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