Post 1412T proves so rich in insight as to compel me to
Chew on each one, again and again, in hopes of
Digesting every morsel until my mind absorbs the full measure of
Self esteem, which had not developed in a timely fashion once
Undeserved guilt caused me to belittle
My self worth beginning when I was so young as to
Have misinterpreted much, concerning
Life, death, human nature ... and
The role I took on in my family at the vulnerable age of three
The lengthy train of thought contained in
Post 1412T suggests my conscious mind chugging toward
A station where epiphany waits to offer me
A hat to wear under which peace of mind, concerning
The person I consciously choose to be, will find
A restful place to call home, and as my mind tires of
Questing toward insight into cause and effect
Common sense suggests taking a break from
Each time I surface with insight
My think tank proves to be a valuable
Asset on the field of life, which, rather than
Being a game, is, most often, serious business, which is why
I do my best to identify, unpack, resolve and unload my mind of
Emotional baggage, which, left in its unprocessed state, arouses
Undeserved guilt, which, in turn, runs interference with the clarity of
My adult think tank's ability to make decisions that
Offer me endless opportunities to experience pure joy, today
And with today's summary of insights condensing
Strings of insights penned in past posts, the expansive nature of
My comfort zone feels today's train of thought
Pulling into the station where common sense suggests
Offering my think tank a much need rest from
Diving toward insight for a while, so
Have misinterpreted much, concerning
Life, death, human nature ... and
The role I took on in my family at the vulnerable age of three
The lengthy train of thought contained in
Post 1412T suggests my conscious mind chugging toward
A station where epiphany waits to offer me
A hat to wear under which peace of mind, concerning
The person I consciously choose to be, will find
A restful place to call home, and as my mind tires of
Questing toward insight into cause and effect
Common sense suggests taking a break from
Diving toward insight until my sense of self worth has
Settled within a newly expanded comfort zone, which
I've worked tenaciously for years to retrieve
And once today's train of thought pulls into the station
Where my transitioning state of mind has freely embraced
Settled within a newly expanded comfort zone, which
I've worked tenaciously for years to retrieve
And once today's train of thought pulls into the station
Where my transitioning state of mind has freely embraced
This reprocessed view of the person I prove to be
I'll feel eager to reconnect with you
I often think that my quest to exonerate myself from
Undeserved guilt fools my conscious mind into believing that
I often think that my quest to exonerate myself from
Undeserved guilt fools my conscious mind into believing that
My healing process is farther along than
A reality check would prove true
And I believe that's the case for two reasons;
My well practiced sense of positive focus tends to look
Beyond today to better days that lie directly ahead
And each time a new string of insights simplifies another
A reality check would prove true
And I believe that's the case for two reasons;
My well practiced sense of positive focus tends to look
Beyond today to better days that lie directly ahead
And each time a new string of insights simplifies another
Piece of emotional complexity, which had, previously
Mystified my sense of logic, my spirit celebrates
Each hard won, ten yard gain as though victory is mine until
Clarity offers me reason to see, yet again, that the
Next ten yard gain toward the next first down
Lies directly ahead, signifing my need to
Keep my eye on the ball until the referee, standing watch
Inside my head, declares each next touchdown on
The playing field of life in the bag
Mystified my sense of logic, my spirit celebrates
Each hard won, ten yard gain as though victory is mine until
Clarity offers me reason to see, yet again, that the
Next ten yard gain toward the next first down
Lies directly ahead, signifing my need to
Keep my eye on the ball until the referee, standing watch
Inside my head, declares each next touchdown on
The playing field of life in the bag
If you ask why I tend to make use of football as
A metaphor for life, my answer would be two fold:
With so many players on the playing field of life
Simplifying emotional complexities requires experienced finesse
A metaphor for life, my answer would be two fold:
With so many players on the playing field of life
Simplifying emotional complexities requires experienced finesse
And injuries, which prove more severe than can be seen on
The surface, must be properly diagnosed and healed, thus
Insuring that each player's host of decision-making strengths
Will not be brought down by an unidentified Achilles heel
Though I could make use of any sport to
Drive my point home, football season is upon us, and my
Mind set has recently expanded to appreciate a host of
Reasons to enjoy a sport, which had formerly
Appeared to be barbaric and nothing more
When the name of the game is life
Common sense suggests that
Peace of mind will come and go, suggesting
The importance of differentiating between those times when
Anxiety is aroused by a near and present danger, closing in, vs
Times when subconscious baggage gives rise to
Latent anxiety, which tackles clarity as soon as
Unidentified (unprocessed) injuries to self esteem surface from within
And unbeknownst to our conscious minds, a haunting sense of deja vu
Tends to influence the decision making portion of our brains
Each time I dive for insight
The surface, must be properly diagnosed and healed, thus
Insuring that each player's host of decision-making strengths
Will not be brought down by an unidentified Achilles heel
Though I could make use of any sport to
Drive my point home, football season is upon us, and my
Mind set has recently expanded to appreciate a host of
Reasons to enjoy a sport, which had formerly
Appeared to be barbaric and nothing more
When the name of the game is life
Common sense suggests that
Peace of mind will come and go, suggesting
The importance of differentiating between those times when
Anxiety is aroused by a near and present danger, closing in, vs
Times when subconscious baggage gives rise to
Latent anxiety, which tackles clarity as soon as
Unidentified (unprocessed) injuries to self esteem surface from within
And unbeknownst to our conscious minds, a haunting sense of deja vu
Tends to influence the decision making portion of our brains
Each time I dive for insight
Yesteryear's unresolved baggage is less likely to
Run interference with the ball that my host of
Hard won inner strengths is carrying
Toward achieving a heartfelt goal, today
Run interference with the ball that my host of
Hard won inner strengths is carrying
Toward achieving a heartfelt goal, today
Each time I surface with insight
My think tank proves to be a valuable
Asset on the field of life, which, rather than
Being a game, is, most often, serious business, which is why
I do my best to identify, unpack, resolve and unload my mind of
Emotional baggage, which, left in its unprocessed state, arouses
Undeserved guilt, which, in turn, runs interference with the clarity of
My adult think tank's ability to make decisions that
Offer me endless opportunities to experience pure joy, today
And with today's summary of insights condensing
Strings of insights penned in past posts, the expansive nature of
My comfort zone feels today's train of thought
Pulling into the station where common sense suggests
Offering my think tank a much need rest from
Diving toward insight for a while, so
Rather than leaving you dangling, mid air, I plan to
Quote sages, from time to time, whose
Thoughts inspire me to re-evaluate the ways in which
The power of one influences positive changes throughout the world
Then, when intuition signals my conscious mind of
Readiness to dive toward insight by way of story telling
I'll describe our move from the Midwest to
The west coast, during my first pregnancy, and until such time as
Quote sages, from time to time, whose
Thoughts inspire me to re-evaluate the ways in which
The power of one influences positive changes throughout the world
Then, when intuition signals my conscious mind of
Readiness to dive toward insight by way of story telling
I'll describe our move from the Midwest to
The west coast, during my first pregnancy, and until such time as
Readiness inspires reconnection, picture me wishing you
As many five star days as I wish for myself—
And that's A LOT!
PS
Whoops! Guess I'm not quite done diving toward insight, today (LOL)
I'd meant to relate a dream that woke me at daybreak, leaving me feeling
Mentally disoriented until, upon describing my dream to Will, I listened to
Intuitive thought interpreting the message that my subconscious must feel
My conscious mind is ready to grasp more fully than
Had been possible as recently as yesterday
Long story (dream) short:
Though my sons are young boys, it is present day for me—
(Connecting today with yesteryear?)
Our family has just moved into a new, large, modern house with
Many empty rooms to fill, making our old furniture, which
Had suited our old house just fine, seem inadequate, out dated
And just plain worn out
As I feel disoriented and overwhelmed by
The work involved in making this expansive place feel
Like home, my desire to carry forth
A role of leadership diminishes, suggesting
My having grown quiet while offering up
An attitude of Carte Blanche to others, who are busily
Furnishing and appointing this house to
Enmesh with their comfort zones—However
Upon moving in, in no way does
Any room, piece of furniture or surface adornment
Feel like home to me no matter how much I long to
Sit back, relax and be myself while enjoying
Loved ones and friends, whose comfort zones feel need to
Recreate my emotional environment into
A clone of their own, which my smiling silence has
Thus far, unwittingly condoned ... Why?
So much did a sense of latent anxiety, aroused by
Subconscious fear of feeling misjudged, devalued, shunned and
Alone (as had felt true when Janet died, then
Again, when we moved to the suburbs and then
When I'd most certainly been bullied on the bus), arise
From deep within my mind)
In short, my assertive voice could lead these people when
They felt need of my help, but that same assertive voice
Dried up inside my throat when I had need to assert myself
And if you ask why that's true, I'd reply
Over most of my life, frowning faces, directed at me, aroused
Anxiety within me, so confronting other's with assertiveness intact
Did not feel safe to me, therefore I did my best to mollify anger—
Most especially my own
As any hint of anger felt unsafe, any hint of conflict (unless
I was summoned as mediator) aroused my anxiety, suggesting that
My emotional reaction to conflict, directed at me, felt so complex as to
Disorient my connection to clarity, so rather than clearly demonstrating anger
I'd unwittingly, offered a smile in hopes of negotiating a win-win no matter
How often my hand, holding out an olive branch, had been bitten
Over recent weeks, the paradigm of working toward win-win, which
Had seemed to serve me well until recent years, has been shifting toward
Acknowledging my need to feel, accept and express my anger as being
A healthy attitude to embrace—
Embracing a healthy attitude toward anger proves to be
Such a huge change in attitude (shift in paradigm) for
My conscious think tank to accept that it's no wonder that
I feel mentally disoriented while my comfort zone expands to absorb
That which I'd feared and dismissed as immaturity in action
While penning this post, describing my dream state
I've come to see why my spirit cannot rest, relax or
Feel at peace until my newly reassembled sense of
Self worth feels free to embrace choices, decisions and boundaries, which are
Mine, alone, to make, so that the expanding nature of my emotional environment
Will feel like home to me—no matter where I go, whom I'm with or what I feel
How often do children hear: Don't feel that way, when the subject is
Fear, anger, jealousy, sadness, disappointment—in short
Any natural emotional reaction that turns a smile upside down is frowned up—
And you already know how anxious frowns made me feel, suggesting that
My fear of frowns weakened my resolve to confront
Any adversarial attitude with anything but a smile
As you can see, the expansive nature of this dream house describes
Transition taking place within my brain, suggesting why
My think tank needs time to experience growing pains until
Insight into a newly expanded view of my comfort zone
Frees all of me to embrace anger without latent anxiety or
Undeserved guilt running interference with
My sense of safety, which, along with my self worth, were
Shattered by fate when I was three
And if you ask: Annie, how do you know this to be true? I'd reply:
This most recent bout of mental disorientation, creating
Anxiety, based in confusion, suggests that
The lengthy identity crises, which has implored
Intuitive thought to inspire emotional maturity to dive toward
Insight over these past five years may be nearing resolution, at last
And if you ask: Annie, what makes you think that's true? I'd reply:
Throughout this last year, my brain, working as
A rebalanced whole, has been actively reorganizing
My decision-making process so that all of me
Will feel free to make sound use of my voice when
Conflict erupts, and hopefully, having gained insight into
This piece of unresolved emotional baggage, concerning
My subconscious fear of the explosive nature of my own anger
My intuitive need to search through my memory bank in hopes of
Withdrawing a certain detail, which has been in need of re-processing by
My adult think tank's sense of maturity, suggests that
Over these past few weeks (or is it months?) the sum of my strengths
Has encouraged me to advance from one insight to the next until
This detail and my shattered sense of self worth coalesced—
And now, with this detail in mind, I know why anxiety had silenced
The self assertive, angry portion of my voice, until now—
And now, having patiently and courageously placed this puzzle piece
Into the bigger picture of 'the me', whom I continue to
Consciously evolve into, day by day, time will tell whether
My narrow perception of anger has reprocessed a healthy
Well balanced manner—and Amen to a thought that frees
My spirit to rejoice over the fact that inner conflict (concerning
My think tank's healthy reabsorption of anger), which had
Plagued me for most of my life, has had sound reason to resolve, at last!
In case you wonder over earlier posts, tapping into anger
Roaring within me—I've come to see how
Intuition, contemplating a lifetime of repressed anger, was
Encouraging my conscious mind to feel free to express
My displeasure aloud at a time when fear of frowns
Was still drowning my courage to open my mouth and
Express my anger aloud, and if you want to know
What has challenged me to transition from an attitude based in
Fear to an attitude based in self assertiveness
I'll respectfully remind you of my recent stay in intensive care, when
Repressed angst flooded my heart with such an over production of
Adrenalin as to result in ventricular dysfunction—therefore
Upon reflection, I can see that ever since that experience
Intuitive thought has challenged the most intelligent portion of
My brain to focus upon my need to shift my paradigm of win/win toward
Installing a pathway by which a sophisticated attitude, concerning
My confronting a conflict of interests proves necessary when
An adversarial attitude is attacking my character aggressively protecting
In short, this expanded frame of mind proves necessary if I am to
Protect my heart from another episode of Takotsubo cardiomyopathy
Today, I can see why intuitive thought has worked determinedly to guide
My conscious mind toward taking down layer after layer of
My wall of denial until this subconscious mind set clarified for me:
Behind my line of control exists a terrified child's deeply repressed fear of
The explosive nature of her own anger–so, as long as I'd concentrated on
Calming anger, boiling over in others—fear of my own anger simmered
Silently on the back burner of my mind
Though you may recall posts, concerning fear of my anger
Surfacing, from time to time
It was not until this very moment that clarity suggested why
The good, little girl's fear of her own anger has been
Detrimental to the good health of the adult, whom I prove to be, today
Upon growing to adulthood, we learn that repressing anger is
An unhealthy way to live; however, children, fearful of adult fits of anger
Toe the mark, swallow their frowns (and angst) and smile, or else!
By the time children grow into adults, common sense suggests that
Layers of repressed anger have been compressed behind walls of denial
And in order to dismantle walls of denial
Courage and humility must be mustered if we are to consciously
Identify, accept, and reprocess today's vulnerabilities and strengths with
A growing sense of accuracy—
Though my Line of Control serves me well, time and again
As many five star days as I wish for myself—
And that's A LOT!
PS
Whoops! Guess I'm not quite done diving toward insight, today (LOL)
I'd meant to relate a dream that woke me at daybreak, leaving me feeling
Mentally disoriented until, upon describing my dream to Will, I listened to
Intuitive thought interpreting the message that my subconscious must feel
My conscious mind is ready to grasp more fully than
Had been possible as recently as yesterday
Long story (dream) short:
Though my sons are young boys, it is present day for me—
(Connecting today with yesteryear?)
Our family has just moved into a new, large, modern house with
Many empty rooms to fill, making our old furniture, which
Had suited our old house just fine, seem inadequate, out dated
And just plain worn out
As I feel disoriented and overwhelmed by
The work involved in making this expansive place feel
Like home, my desire to carry forth
A role of leadership diminishes, suggesting
My having grown quiet while offering up
An attitude of Carte Blanche to others, who are busily
Furnishing and appointing this house to
Enmesh with their comfort zones—However
Upon moving in, in no way does
Any room, piece of furniture or surface adornment
Feel like home to me no matter how much I long to
Sit back, relax and be myself while enjoying
Loved ones and friends, whose comfort zones feel need to
Recreate my emotional environment into
A clone of their own, which my smiling silence has
Thus far, unwittingly condoned ... Why?
So much did a sense of latent anxiety, aroused by
Subconscious fear of feeling misjudged, devalued, shunned and
Alone (as had felt true when Janet died, then
Again, when we moved to the suburbs and then
When I'd most certainly been bullied on the bus), arise
From deep within my mind)
In short, my assertive voice could lead these people when
They felt need of my help, but that same assertive voice
Dried up inside my throat when I had need to assert myself
And if you ask why that's true, I'd reply
Over most of my life, frowning faces, directed at me, aroused
Anxiety within me, so confronting other's with assertiveness intact
Did not feel safe to me, therefore I did my best to mollify anger—
Most especially my own
As any hint of anger felt unsafe, any hint of conflict (unless
I was summoned as mediator) aroused my anxiety, suggesting that
My emotional reaction to conflict, directed at me, felt so complex as to
Disorient my connection to clarity, so rather than clearly demonstrating anger
I'd unwittingly, offered a smile in hopes of negotiating a win-win no matter
How often my hand, holding out an olive branch, had been bitten
Over recent weeks, the paradigm of working toward win-win, which
Had seemed to serve me well until recent years, has been shifting toward
Acknowledging my need to feel, accept and express my anger as being
A healthy attitude to embrace—
Embracing a healthy attitude toward anger proves to be
Such a huge change in attitude (shift in paradigm) for
My conscious think tank to accept that it's no wonder that
I feel mentally disoriented while my comfort zone expands to absorb
That which I'd feared and dismissed as immaturity in action
While penning this post, describing my dream state
I've come to see why my spirit cannot rest, relax or
Feel at peace until my newly reassembled sense of
Self worth feels free to embrace choices, decisions and boundaries, which are
Mine, alone, to make, so that the expanding nature of my emotional environment
Will feel like home to me—no matter where I go, whom I'm with or what I feel
How often do children hear: Don't feel that way, when the subject is
Fear, anger, jealousy, sadness, disappointment—in short
Any natural emotional reaction that turns a smile upside down is frowned up—
And you already know how anxious frowns made me feel, suggesting that
My fear of frowns weakened my resolve to confront
Any adversarial attitude with anything but a smile
As you can see, the expansive nature of this dream house describes
Transition taking place within my brain, suggesting why
My think tank needs time to experience growing pains until
Insight into a newly expanded view of my comfort zone
Frees all of me to embrace anger without latent anxiety or
Undeserved guilt running interference with
My sense of safety, which, along with my self worth, were
Shattered by fate when I was three
And if you ask: Annie, how do you know this to be true? I'd reply:
This most recent bout of mental disorientation, creating
Anxiety, based in confusion, suggests that
The lengthy identity crises, which has implored
Intuitive thought to inspire emotional maturity to dive toward
Insight over these past five years may be nearing resolution, at last
And if you ask: Annie, what makes you think that's true? I'd reply:
Throughout this last year, my brain, working as
A rebalanced whole, has been actively reorganizing
My decision-making process so that all of me
Will feel free to make sound use of my voice when
Conflict erupts, and hopefully, having gained insight into
This piece of unresolved emotional baggage, concerning
My subconscious fear of the explosive nature of my own anger
My intuitive need to search through my memory bank in hopes of
Withdrawing a certain detail, which has been in need of re-processing by
My adult think tank's sense of maturity, suggests that
Over these past few weeks (or is it months?) the sum of my strengths
Has encouraged me to advance from one insight to the next until
This detail and my shattered sense of self worth coalesced—
And now, with this detail in mind, I know why anxiety had silenced
The self assertive, angry portion of my voice, until now—
And now, having patiently and courageously placed this puzzle piece
Into the bigger picture of 'the me', whom I continue to
Consciously evolve into, day by day, time will tell whether
My narrow perception of anger has reprocessed a healthy
Well balanced manner—and Amen to a thought that frees
My spirit to rejoice over the fact that inner conflict (concerning
My think tank's healthy reabsorption of anger), which had
Plagued me for most of my life, has had sound reason to resolve, at last!
In case you wonder over earlier posts, tapping into anger
Roaring within me—I've come to see how
Intuition, contemplating a lifetime of repressed anger, was
Encouraging my conscious mind to feel free to express
My displeasure aloud at a time when fear of frowns
Was still drowning my courage to open my mouth and
Express my anger aloud, and if you want to know
What has challenged me to transition from an attitude based in
Fear to an attitude based in self assertiveness
I'll respectfully remind you of my recent stay in intensive care, when
Repressed angst flooded my heart with such an over production of
Adrenalin as to result in ventricular dysfunction—therefore
Upon reflection, I can see that ever since that experience
Intuitive thought has challenged the most intelligent portion of
My brain to focus upon my need to shift my paradigm of win/win toward
Installing a pathway by which a sophisticated attitude, concerning
My confronting a conflict of interests proves necessary when
An adversarial attitude is attacking my character aggressively protecting
In short, this expanded frame of mind proves necessary if I am to
Protect my heart from another episode of Takotsubo cardiomyopathy
Today, I can see why intuitive thought has worked determinedly to guide
My conscious mind toward taking down layer after layer of
My wall of denial until this subconscious mind set clarified for me:
Behind my line of control exists a terrified child's deeply repressed fear of
The explosive nature of her own anger–so, as long as I'd concentrated on
Calming anger, boiling over in others—fear of my own anger simmered
Silently on the back burner of my mind
Though you may recall posts, concerning fear of my anger
Surfacing, from time to time
It was not until this very moment that clarity suggested why
The good, little girl's fear of her own anger has been
Detrimental to the good health of the adult, whom I prove to be, today
Upon growing to adulthood, we learn that repressing anger is
An unhealthy way to live; however, children, fearful of adult fits of anger
Toe the mark, swallow their frowns (and angst) and smile, or else!
By the time children grow into adults, common sense suggests that
Layers of repressed anger have been compressed behind walls of denial
And in order to dismantle walls of denial
Courage and humility must be mustered if we are to consciously
Identify, accept, and reprocess today's vulnerabilities and strengths with
A growing sense of accuracy—
Though my Line of Control serves me well, time and again
Turning the other cheek is not all it's cracked up to be when a person's mindset persists in
Pointedly pushing my buttons, causing my survival instinct
To throw my adrenalin switch into high gear—
Hey! Did you just feel Socrates' smile swooshing down from on high?
If your intuition is suggesting that your friend, Annie, has been
Working to muster the courage necessary to confront her own self defeating attitude
Pointedly pushing my buttons, causing my survival instinct
To throw my adrenalin switch into high gear—
Hey! Did you just feel Socrates' smile swooshing down from on high?
If your intuition is suggesting that your friend, Annie, has been
Working to muster the courage necessary to confront her own self defeating attitude
In order to openly confront a person who
Has pushed my buttons while professing to love me, over most of my life—
You're right on the mark!
You're right on the mark!
As long as I'd denied the depth of
This person's animosity toward me
My mind remained confused
Though fully able to defend my character when attacked
I've not yet thought to confront this bully head on ...
Though that's exactly what I'd coached my sons to do
When they were kids
(If you're new to my blog, you may want to
Backtrack to my first posts, thus familiarizing yourself
With stories, already written, describing childhood traumas, when
Swallowing the self assertive portion of my voice, during anxious moments
Fraught with fear of anger, did not serve me well—
Twinkle Twinkle, Bully For Me and First Kiss)
BTW—I just felt intuitive thought nudging
My voice of logic with need to address reality by
Stating that the magic of my mind is actually based in
A well practiced sense of intuitive tenacity, working to find
The missing needle in the haystack, which has
Pricked ever more deeply into my peace of mind through each
Stage of my life (Why?)
(If you're new to my blog, you may want to
Backtrack to my first posts, thus familiarizing yourself
With stories, already written, describing childhood traumas, when
Swallowing the self assertive portion of my voice, during anxious moments
Fraught with fear of anger, did not serve me well—
Twinkle Twinkle, Bully For Me and First Kiss)
BTW—I just felt intuitive thought nudging
My voice of logic with need to address reality by
Stating that the magic of my mind is actually based in
A well practiced sense of intuitive tenacity, working to find
The missing needle in the haystack, which has
Pricked ever more deeply into my peace of mind through each
Stage of my life (Why?)
Because just as one self defeating thought leads to another
My quest to identify and calm latent anxiety offers me
Reason to see that each time I surface with another forgotten detail, which
Taps into the origin of a subconscious fear, a growing sense of
Objectivity inspires me to muster the courage to dive toward
Deeper truth, repeatedly, until, little by little
My defense system grows less apt to heap undeserved blame upon myself
And each time I remember to place my faith in
The magic inherent in intuitive thought, I can consciously
Place my ego in time out in order to free
The most intelligent portion of my brain to retrieve
A self defeating mindset (attitude), buried within my subconscious, which
My quest to identify and calm latent anxiety offers me
Reason to see that each time I surface with another forgotten detail, which
Taps into the origin of a subconscious fear, a growing sense of
Objectivity inspires me to muster the courage to dive toward
Deeper truth, repeatedly, until, little by little
My defense system grows less apt to heap undeserved blame upon myself
And each time I remember to place my faith in
The magic inherent in intuitive thought, I can consciously
Place my ego in time out in order to free
The most intelligent portion of my brain to retrieve
A self defeating mindset (attitude), buried within my subconscious, which
Undermines my peace of mind, because
Generally speaking, self defeating attitudes give rise to inner conflict, which
Generally speaking, self defeating attitudes give rise to inner conflict, which
Exacerbates tension more often than I'd been consciously aware
(Sorry folks, self defeating attitudes remain stuck in subconscious storage until
Something stimulates a personal need to delve into the intensive work that proves necessary to
Simplify the complex nature of our think tank's guilt ridden, decision-making process.)
If, on the other hand, questing toward insight into deeper truth
Frees the narrow scope of one self defeating mindset after another from
Subconscious repression then the fact that I choose to muster
The patience, courage and humility to re-awaken the rawness of
Yesteryear's anesthetized pain is worth my time and effort to
Reveal, reprocess and relieve my mind of
Inaccurate self assessments, which, taking place in
A logical, step by step fashion, frees my sense of
Something stimulates a personal need to delve into the intensive work that proves necessary to
Simplify the complex nature of our think tank's guilt ridden, decision-making process.)
If, on the other hand, questing toward insight into deeper truth
Frees the narrow scope of one self defeating mindset after another from
Subconscious repression then the fact that I choose to muster
The patience, courage and humility to re-awaken the rawness of
Yesteryear's anesthetized pain is worth my time and effort to
Reveal, reprocess and relieve my mind of
Inaccurate self assessments, which, taking place in
A logical, step by step fashion, frees my sense of
Intuitive thought to send a memo to my conscious mind, declaring
My comfort zone's expansion, concerning a specific misperception, to be
Complete, and not until that memo has been thoroughly absorbed
(in my case, by rewriting a post, several times) does
A mindful sense of 'comfort zone expansion' offer
My present sense of wholeness reason to rejoice over having
Completed the courageous task of achieving
A heartfelt goal with such a restrengthened sense of
Self worth intact as to surmise that that which had
Once felt impossible to achieve feels not only possible but actually
And inevitably more probable with each passing day—and
Here's why that's true:
Once latent anxiety, concerning self worth is resolved,
A well healed sense of wholeness frees mind, body and
Spirit to meet personal needs without self condemnation raining
On your parade or mine, and if you think
Too many of my posts seem redundant
Please think, again, while I respectfully offer up this reminder:
Repetition is not redundant when mindfulness is actively
Engaging with intuitive thought to dive for insight in hopes of
Carve new pathways, whereby positively focused neurons can be
Channeled to by pass self defeating negativity by
Traveling ever more deeply into the conscious portion of
My think tank until, ultimately
A revitalized sense of positivity, concerning
My self worth feels so at home that latent anxiety (concerning
My childish fear of frowns, inhibiting my spirit from
Unleashing anger free of guilt) is no longer empowered to narrow
My comfort zone, though today's train of thought
Is not to suggest unleashing anger in tsunami proportions thus
Swirling my line of control right out of mind but rather my choice
To open the door to discretion, concerning those times when
Flexibility of thought accepts the concept of
A place for everything and every in its place, thus freeing
The individuality of my spirit to fly so free of
Yesteryear's anxiety as to thrive, today
I mean, seriously—what thought can be
More provocatively inspiring than reminding oneself, daily, of
The brain's miraculous ability to muster the courage
Patience, humility and scientific knowledge necessary, to
Work at healing itself from memories that
Haunt us, subconsciously
And now that today's intuitive train of thought has brought
Such a vital point to mind, yet again, guess what has been aroused?
My curiosity, concerning where recent insights may inspire
My sense of wholeness to take today's rewired perception of
Personal vulnerabilities, transitioning into inner strengths, next—
And now, in the same way that I'd thought to pull on
My lucky socks before yesterday's kick off—win or lose—
My spirit, standing taller than my petite frame might suggest, has
Once again readied itself to meet each next challenge with
A sense of mindfulness, bolstered by the re-emergence of
My newly healed sense of self worth—which
(Running through me, today, as deeply as does unconditional love)
Inspires my expanded state of mind to
Follow my heart's desire, suggesting that
We can go home, again, though wiser, this time, than when
The little bird's intuitive need to fly free of
Its self-imposed cage felt need to ask for safekeeping while
Its strong spirited mind felt need to dive, intuitively, ever more
Courageously toward extracting that needle, which
Has, recently, been disempowered from pricking my self worth
And just as each post in my blog, thus far, has been an ode to
My choice to place my faith in the healing powers of
Positive focus, which buoys unconditional love
I feel hopeful that, after taking a time out from
Posting to rest my tenacious think tank
My sense of readiness to pen a love song
With my three sons in mind, will inspire my memory bank to
Release stories, over flowing with fun, mischief
And frustrations (which prove humorous in retrospect) that
Erupted, catalyzing a maternal sense of kindness, laced with
An ever maturing sense of logic, to guide a band of brothers toward
Conflict resolution, each time their creative intelligence proved
Equal to the task of challenging mine ...
As you shall see, intuitive thought, speaking freely through
You or me offers up nothing to fear
On the other hand, each bout of latent anxiety, calling your name or mine
Suggests that the injured child within, whose self worth is
Still in need of healing, arouses our survival instinct, which
Causes us to fight or turn away from that which is likely to help us
Identify, retrieve and calm a sense of inner peace that was
Unknowingly, undermined, long ago during a time of
Early trauma, which looms darkly within
Your subconscious or mine until we choose to
Muster the courage to tackle phantom ghosts from
The past in order to fortify self worth to carry the ball toward
Today's illusive goals before the game clock runs out
(This week, I've been practicing feeling angry—without fear)
Just as many fears tend to cluster within our minds
More than one kind of courage is ours to muster; however
Let's hold off on fueling that train of thought until
We meet, again, and thus, here's the very last thought that
My strong sense of intuition feels need to say before
Bidding you so long for a while:
Decisions, based in common sense, are not focused solely upon
Emotion or logic but rather a deeply considered and therefore
Well balanced sense of mindfulness, suggesting
That each time both sides of the human brain function as a
Positively focused whole, our decision-making process
Offers each of us endless opportunities to
Work through inner conflict until
Clarity calls upon creativity to come up with a balanced view point
That considers the well being of everyone involved, thus, opening
Our minds, hearts and spirits to rejoice in the best of both worlds
And now that today's sense of hope for
A brighter future has pulled into today's station—
May the force (of light-hearted inner peace) be with you, my friend
Annie
My comfort zone's expansion, concerning a specific misperception, to be
Complete, and not until that memo has been thoroughly absorbed
(in my case, by rewriting a post, several times) does
A mindful sense of 'comfort zone expansion' offer
My present sense of wholeness reason to rejoice over having
Completed the courageous task of achieving
A heartfelt goal with such a restrengthened sense of
Self worth intact as to surmise that that which had
Once felt impossible to achieve feels not only possible but actually
And inevitably more probable with each passing day—and
Here's why that's true:
Once latent anxiety, concerning self worth is resolved,
A well healed sense of wholeness frees mind, body and
Spirit to meet personal needs without self condemnation raining
On your parade or mine, and if you think
Too many of my posts seem redundant
Please think, again, while I respectfully offer up this reminder:
Repetition is not redundant when mindfulness is actively
Engaging with intuitive thought to dive for insight in hopes of
Carve new pathways, whereby positively focused neurons can be
Channeled to by pass self defeating negativity by
Traveling ever more deeply into the conscious portion of
My think tank until, ultimately
A revitalized sense of positivity, concerning
My self worth feels so at home that latent anxiety (concerning
My childish fear of frowns, inhibiting my spirit from
Unleashing anger free of guilt) is no longer empowered to narrow
My comfort zone, though today's train of thought
Is not to suggest unleashing anger in tsunami proportions thus
Swirling my line of control right out of mind but rather my choice
To open the door to discretion, concerning those times when
Flexibility of thought accepts the concept of
A place for everything and every in its place, thus freeing
The individuality of my spirit to fly so free of
Yesteryear's anxiety as to thrive, today
I mean, seriously—what thought can be
More provocatively inspiring than reminding oneself, daily, of
The brain's miraculous ability to muster the courage
Patience, humility and scientific knowledge necessary, to
Work at healing itself from memories that
Haunt us, subconsciously
And now that today's intuitive train of thought has brought
Such a vital point to mind, yet again, guess what has been aroused?
My curiosity, concerning where recent insights may inspire
My sense of wholeness to take today's rewired perception of
Personal vulnerabilities, transitioning into inner strengths, next—
And now, in the same way that I'd thought to pull on
My lucky socks before yesterday's kick off—win or lose—
My spirit, standing taller than my petite frame might suggest, has
Once again readied itself to meet each next challenge with
A sense of mindfulness, bolstered by the re-emergence of
My newly healed sense of self worth—which
(Running through me, today, as deeply as does unconditional love)
Inspires my expanded state of mind to
Follow my heart's desire, suggesting that
We can go home, again, though wiser, this time, than when
The little bird's intuitive need to fly free of
Its self-imposed cage felt need to ask for safekeeping while
Its strong spirited mind felt need to dive, intuitively, ever more
Courageously toward extracting that needle, which
Has, recently, been disempowered from pricking my self worth
And just as each post in my blog, thus far, has been an ode to
My choice to place my faith in the healing powers of
Positive focus, which buoys unconditional love
I feel hopeful that, after taking a time out from
Posting to rest my tenacious think tank
My sense of readiness to pen a love song
With my three sons in mind, will inspire my memory bank to
Release stories, over flowing with fun, mischief
And frustrations (which prove humorous in retrospect) that
Erupted, catalyzing a maternal sense of kindness, laced with
An ever maturing sense of logic, to guide a band of brothers toward
Conflict resolution, each time their creative intelligence proved
Equal to the task of challenging mine ...
As you shall see, intuitive thought, speaking freely through
You or me offers up nothing to fear
On the other hand, each bout of latent anxiety, calling your name or mine
Suggests that the injured child within, whose self worth is
Still in need of healing, arouses our survival instinct, which
Causes us to fight or turn away from that which is likely to help us
Identify, retrieve and calm a sense of inner peace that was
Unknowingly, undermined, long ago during a time of
Early trauma, which looms darkly within
Your subconscious or mine until we choose to
Muster the courage to tackle phantom ghosts from
The past in order to fortify self worth to carry the ball toward
Today's illusive goals before the game clock runs out
(This week, I've been practicing feeling angry—without fear)
Just as many fears tend to cluster within our minds
More than one kind of courage is ours to muster; however
Let's hold off on fueling that train of thought until
We meet, again, and thus, here's the very last thought that
My strong sense of intuition feels need to say before
Bidding you so long for a while:
Decisions, based in common sense, are not focused solely upon
Emotion or logic but rather a deeply considered and therefore
Well balanced sense of mindfulness, suggesting
That each time both sides of the human brain function as a
Positively focused whole, our decision-making process
Offers each of us endless opportunities to
Work through inner conflict until
Clarity calls upon creativity to come up with a balanced view point
That considers the well being of everyone involved, thus, opening
Our minds, hearts and spirits to rejoice in the best of both worlds
And now that today's sense of hope for
A brighter future has pulled into today's station—
May the force (of light-hearted inner peace) be with you, my friend
Annie
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