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2014
To wait for joy or to create a sense of joyfulness by sprinkling the best of you wherever you go —that is the attitude in question:
I find it naturally fulfilling to nourish the pleasure centers of others rather than waiting in hopes of feeling nourished by love flowing toward me. That's not to minimize the delighted effect of being on the receiving end of a loving exchange. It's just that I'm often surprised by the appreciative reactions, which cycle back to me whenever my heartfelt smile hugs a loved one close. Hey! I just discovered a silver lining, hidden within that darkly clouded portion of my youth: Though as a child, I'd unwittingly offered joy to others in hopes of not being forgotten, that habit, originally catalyzed by defensive fear, transformed into a smile so genuine as to win warm smiles in return, suggesting that, over time, a deeply personal vulnerability developed into a strength, and here's why that's true: At a glance, it's plain to see that each smile, sparkling forth, naturally, opens windows into my soul.
So if, while walking toward you, you sense my spirit flying high, it's easy to feel assured that the nearness of your presence opens my heart to welcome yours with such a glow of gladness as to free your heart to extend the same warm welcome to me. And once we've established a heartfelt connection, a surprise a minute waits to hug you close, and here's why that's true: I've come to know myself as a person, who, in addition to conjuring up simple plans, creating change for the better when conflicts ensue, offers up a passionate cornucopia, overflowing with a joyful, Happy sense of Dopey corniness coupled with a Bashful sense of vulnerability while maintaining a strong sense of self control over my Grumpiness, which thankfully, emotes infrequently, because my well-practiced Line of Control sends Grumpy's defensive reactions directly to time out until my mind calms down in hopes of thinking as smart as Doc's. More about the people, who people my personality, later.
Uh, wait... Two questions just popped into my mind:
Can you imagine whom I've deemed leader of this group of hard working souls, who people my mind and whistle while they work at getting a grass roots movement off the the ground?
As these same folk exist within you, here comes the second question worth pondering upon, today: Whom inside of you, is in charge of deciding which of those people to free and which to suppress ... not to be confused with repress? (Hint: Though Doc solves lots of problems, he does not maintain control over the rest of his pals.)
BTW, I did not see my smile as infectious until a treasured friend made me aware of its being contagious. And that brings to mind a friend asking Will: Does she ever frown? I'd always wondered why Barry's best friend calls me Sunshine.
I'd been unaware that those I love seem delighted with my delight in spending time with them, suggesting that a darkly cloudy period, early in my life, which had served to catalyze the frequency of my smile, created a trait, which, over time, grew so naturally sunny as to sprinkle heartfelt warmth wherever I go, suggesting this deeper truth, yet again: A silver lining exists within every dark cloud.
2014
To wait for joy or to create a sense of joyfulness by sprinkling the best of you wherever you go —that is the attitude in question:
I find it naturally fulfilling to nourish the pleasure centers of others rather than waiting in hopes of feeling nourished by love flowing toward me. That's not to minimize the delighted effect of being on the receiving end of a loving exchange. It's just that I'm often surprised by the appreciative reactions, which cycle back to me whenever my heartfelt smile hugs a loved one close. Hey! I just discovered a silver lining, hidden within that darkly clouded portion of my youth: Though as a child, I'd unwittingly offered joy to others in hopes of not being forgotten, that habit, originally catalyzed by defensive fear, transformed into a smile so genuine as to win warm smiles in return, suggesting that, over time, a deeply personal vulnerability developed into a strength, and here's why that's true: At a glance, it's plain to see that each smile, sparkling forth, naturally, opens windows into my soul.
So if, while walking toward you, you sense my spirit flying high, it's easy to feel assured that the nearness of your presence opens my heart to welcome yours with such a glow of gladness as to free your heart to extend the same warm welcome to me. And once we've established a heartfelt connection, a surprise a minute waits to hug you close, and here's why that's true: I've come to know myself as a person, who, in addition to conjuring up simple plans, creating change for the better when conflicts ensue, offers up a passionate cornucopia, overflowing with a joyful, Happy sense of Dopey corniness coupled with a Bashful sense of vulnerability while maintaining a strong sense of self control over my Grumpiness, which thankfully, emotes infrequently, because my well-practiced Line of Control sends Grumpy's defensive reactions directly to time out until my mind calms down in hopes of thinking as smart as Doc's. More about the people, who people my personality, later.
Uh, wait... Two questions just popped into my mind:
Can you imagine whom I've deemed leader of this group of hard working souls, who people my mind and whistle while they work at getting a grass roots movement off the the ground?
As these same folk exist within you, here comes the second question worth pondering upon, today: Whom inside of you, is in charge of deciding which of those people to free and which to suppress ... not to be confused with repress? (Hint: Though Doc solves lots of problems, he does not maintain control over the rest of his pals.)
BTW, I did not see my smile as infectious until a treasured friend made me aware of its being contagious. And that brings to mind a friend asking Will: Does she ever frown? I'd always wondered why Barry's best friend calls me Sunshine.
I'd been unaware that those I love seem delighted with my delight in spending time with them, suggesting that a darkly cloudy period, early in my life, which had served to catalyze the frequency of my smile, created a trait, which, over time, grew so naturally sunny as to sprinkle heartfelt warmth wherever I go, suggesting this deeper truth, yet again: A silver lining exists within every dark cloud.
2002
Once the doctor opened his mouth to explain the reasoning behind his actions, the firemen, respecting his knowledge and expertise, comprehended the rashness of his fearful reaction. With understanding, none took offense at the fact that one had been manhandled with 'rudeness' in order to save Lauren's sight.
*Unfortunately, 'comprehension' does not result when words, hurled in desperation, strike out against the sensitivities of those who have wandered so deeply into the defensive brain-maze of emotional denial as to remain blind to those times when heart wrenching words ring out with harsh truths—at last.
*While conversing with those whose sense of clarity has detached from certain aspects of reality—a solution seeker is bound to go mad or get mad or both. *In fact, if both sides remain in denial, as to why a relationship barrels downhill, a cold war, sizzling with tension, may explode into WWIII ... unless one or both people have grown practiced at maintaining a strong line of control.
2014
As a gatherer of knowledge, who chooses the road less taken, my chosen path can feel lonely from time to time. On the other hand, heightened levels of listening skills have enabled me to recognize a mind maze before I get sucked in so deeply as to lose sight of signs pointing toward clarity, and thus, you'll not see me engaging in head-under-pillow sieges of prolonged confusion or listen to me shout painfully (silently) when my hot spots are poked. Send me a mixed message, and watch me respond briefly and to the point. And if you wonder why I choose to sit quietly, feeling at peace with myself though sad for those who have no clue as to how often they cook their own goose—you may choose to spend time mulling over today's last insight into deeper truth:
Tis true that choosing the road less taken is not for the faint of heart.
BTW, if you'd like to know why I consciously choose when to speak and when to silence my voice, here is a question upon which to ponder until we meet, tomorrow:
HAVE YOU GOT A CLUE (as to why certain relationships distance when you wish the opposite to be true)? OR IS YOUR BRAIN STILL FOOLING YOU as my brain sometimes fools me?And with that, I'll wish you a delightfully well balanced day, like the one I'm about to create for myself by freshening my smile as I go out and about, making friends of strangers whose paths intersect with my own. Try it; I think you'll like it :) :)
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