Whew!
My last, lengthy train of thought carried lots of weight.
In order to lighten the load that I dropped on your heads
I've chosen to simplify the portion of that post, which
Felt most complicated to me, and
Now, I'd like to offer my rewrite to you:
During the week before our last house guests arrived, my interest turned toward editing one of the children's books that my young writing partner, Katy, and I had placed on a back burner, several years ago. Coincidentally, Katy, called to say that she'd felt drawn to do the same. I love when that happens! Kindred spirits, leaping, intuitively, unexpectedly, upon the same wavelength, simultaneously ...
Then, our house guests arrived, and my mind absorbed reason for two pathways (editing these children's books and penning posts) to converge for this reason: Throughout the weekend, conversations, initiated by one of our two guests, enticed me to reconsider my decision to place my blog on hold for an undefined length of time. You see, my guest (who attributes my blog to inspiring her to delve more deeply into grasping why she'd unknowingly adopted a certain role while growing up in her family), asked me questions, concerning why I believe my three sons grew up to be a trio of fast friends.
The fact that these questions had been asked of me at a time when my interest in blogging was waining in favor of re-investing my time and energy in editing the first in a series of whimsical tales, concerning the importance of creating an emotional environment in which each person in the family absorbs the values of individualization and mutual respect, inspired my think tank to consider the merits of embracing both tasks (posting true tales, brimming with insight, for adults and penning fanciful, insight-driven stories for children, concerning the development of self discipline) simultaneously. Hopefully, if this expansion of my original mindset finds me capable of nurturing both passions, at once, my comfort zone will feel more at ease than when I'd thought to close the door on one in favor of the other ...
As it is common for our thought processors to ping pong, back and forth, when inner conflict won't quit, I've become practiced at relaxing my decision-making process until my mind calms enough to draw forth a sense of intuitive thought that emerges from deep within my psyche. With the emergence of intuitive thought comes insight into deeper truth, which kicks my reasoning powers into high gear.
As this well-practiced pattern of seeking solutions to difficult problems by way of interweaving intuition with analytical reasoning has proven successful, repeatedly, I place my faith in this belief: With the emergence of insight into deeper truth, my mind can spotlight the narrow scope of a negatively focused attitude, which, having been buried subconsciously, during childhood, caused coils of tension to build up and tighten until a self-defeating mind set that felt set in stone shaped up, over time. Once insight shines its spotlight on this self defeatist mind set, which has weighed heavy on my spirit since childhood, no one feels more surprised than positively-focused me.
As insight into deeper truth coaxes coils of negatively-focused tension to relax, the magnitude of this transformative moment demonstrates my processor's capacity for embracing an expansive, open-minded semblance of re-balance between emotion and logic. With balance restored, my think tank's agile ability to brainstorm toward workable solutions resumes, naturally.
If you ask how this solution-seeking agility, which meets with success with a high degree of consistency, developed, I'd reply: Just as I've honed my professional ability to calm the minds of thousands of people who, over these past thirty-five years, have sought me out whenever their ability to brainstorm toward workable solutions feels stymied, I've consciously coached my personal skill set to calm my mind on the spot when need for problem solving acuity is my own.
Each time I feel compelled to write a post, detailing my inner most thoughts, it's as though Socrates is whispering each word into my ear. For example, his spirit might suggest that I say: We may be born smart; however wisdom is absorbed each time humility chooses a path where strings of reflective insight into deeper truth brighten our think tanks' ability to understand situations which, at first, had felt so complicated that contemplation exacerbated mental confusion for this reason: The clashing diversity of our emotional reactions had need to be simplified down to a common denominator before comprehension dawns. Once this clash of emotional reactions is understood by the logical portion of the brain, insight, highlighting the solution (which had been lost in the foggy swirl of contrasting emotional reactions) emerges clear as day. And once clarity, into deeper truth is mine, I can see that the simplicity of this solution is based in the fact that logic and emotion must feel rebalanced before everyone's needs are considered, all around.
Once a brain swirl, caused by clashing emotional reactions crashing like discordant cymbals, have had time to quiet within my head, simplicity of thought (which proves to be inherent to the brain's ability to absorb step-by-step problem solving skills), slips out of the logical portion of my mind, and each time the self confident side of my thought processor gives birth to a simple solution, based in insight into deeper truth, no one feels more astounded than me. In fact, as soon as the spirit of Socrates swoops down to whisper words of insight in my ear, I feel compelled to simplify a train of thought, which has already been published, so that you and I can play witness to my processor working to accomplish that which feels like a well-practiced acrobatic feat.
Countless times, over these past thirty years, my think tank has absorbed the importance of taking a spontaneous time-out to consciously calm my thought processor in order to regain a sense of balance between emotion and logic whenever solution seeking, on the spot, proves necessary. And with that thought in mind, I gave my kids permission to respectfully suggest my taking time out to calm down when it was obvious that my brain felt too agitated to think calmly and clearly. With years of practice under my belt, taking time out to calm my processor during the heat of conflict became second nature to me.
If you ask how I can redirect this change for the better to take place inside my head during the heat of the moment, I'd reply: Emergent from within the depths of my mind exists this self confident belief: My think tank has grown practiced at drawing forth trains of thought that massage coils of tension, which layer up within my brain. As coils of tension, based in negatively focused, self-defeating attitudes, relax, I am amazed at my mindset's flexibility to expand at least enough to 'see' over defensive walls, which had blocked my ability to brainstorm, naturally.
Once all sense of negativity, born of a subconscious attitude of undeserved guilt, has been swept away, my conscious mind calms enough to tame unruly emotional reactiveness behind my well-practiced line of control, and thus is do I feel wholly free to brainstorm toward a sensible solution, which, at first, my think tank had felt too 'scatter-brained' to see. Once a rebalanced, mind-expanding sense of clarity is mine, insight into deeper truth emerges, suggesting that the simplicity of a sensible solution has been within reach, all along
With balance between emotion and logic restored, my innate potential to connect problem solving agility with creative thinking, frees my self confidence to step up to the plate, and each time that trio of well-practiced personal strengths interact like a seasoned team, it's not unusual for my think tank to hit an open-minded train of thought out of the park. This is not ego boasting. This is experiential success, concerning clear-minded brainstorming, voicing its successful batting average. And if you've read stories, penned in the past, you already know me to be candid about describing self-defeating attitudes, based in negatively focused mind sets, which lead me straight toward making mistakes in judgement before a sense of objective reflection releases a series of insights that serve to refocus my ability to simplify a plan so precisely as to empower my think tank to meet with brainstorming success by considering the needs of everyone concerned (though, at times, it proves difficult to figure out how to include my own).
Though Babe Ruth struck out more times than he hit homers, he never stopped swinging for the fences. And just as we attribute his success to practice and self confidence, swinging for the fences is what I've come to expect of myself, each time my brainstorming skills are tested by a worthy opponent.
It's important to note that in the absence of feeling balanced, My think tank feels vulnerable to making decisions, which, over time, prove irreconcilable to my spirit's need to thrive. It's after my mind feels calm enough to reflect objectively over past mistakes that my ability to brainstorm toward new possibilities sweeps disillusionment, leading toward self-defeat, out the door.
Once self-defeating mindsets, based in self destructive trains of thought are swept 'clear' out of my mind, space opens within my think tank for hope to revitalize. Hope for what? I have no more clue than you, except for this: Each time the negative side of this thought processing cycle comes full circle, the constructive idea of 'hope-for-who-knows-what-may-happen-next' proves enough to re-energize my spirit with positively focused possibility.
When it comes to embracing the unknown with a stout heart, I need not know exactly what opportunity may hold out to me, next. Instead of needing to know where each next step will take me, I just need to remember to approach the great unknown with self confidence, courage, humility—and a patient sense of curiosity intact. And here is why that proves true for me: Given time, my brain-storming history comes through for me, repeatedly ...
PS
Sat down, last night, to watch TV. Placed my far-sighted glasses on, and much to my delight, my brain's sense of clarity directed me to take them off, suggesting that this first stage of re-adjustment, following my second cataract surgery, has already met with success. Books and computer screens remain fuzzy, because my brain requires more time to refocus close up vision, and once again, you'll find me a firm believer that with knowledge, positive focus and patience intact, all will be well, concerning change for the better, as the future unfolds, one day at a time. BTW, something funny happened during my post-op visit with the surgeon, yesterday, which I'll enjoy sharing with you, some time soon.
As for right now, here's my plan for today: It's nearly time to open my front door with a warm spirited smile, because a very special little person, whose sweet natured presence has won my heart, is coming to play ...
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