Please review post 1347, yet again ...
Why?
Because, this morning, intuition convinced me to spent hours on revision, until finally, new strings of insight popped out of my mind as fresh and hot off the presses as popcorn popping, faster than kernels of puffed corn can be caught and popped into our ever hungry—minds...
And now, as David has returned from the gym, and Steven and Ravi just rang our bell, this lucky duck had best ready myself to cavort playfully at the park where 'kids', comprised of three generations, plan to laugh and romp freely through the playground on this sunny afternoon before we come home to freshen up in time to welcome friends for dinner (whose political views prove much more traditional than our own), where we'll all engage in a boisterous political debate, which never fails to spark gales of good natured laughter when David, the ultra-liberal Hollywood writer, faces off with our friend (whose large, shiny gold badge, issued by the county prosecutor's office, flashes out, impressively, each time he has reason to open his wallet) as both take turns slugging each other's views, concerning Democratic vs. Republican platforms, and if you ask how I know what to expect, I'd reply: That which each candidate chooses to say during pesidential debates rules most of our conversations, today. And if you know me, at all, you'll understand what makes me say that I can't believe our friend's intelligent mind will have a leg to stand on, considering that he can't possibly get out his soapbox to stump for Trump or Cruz without admitting to being off his rocker. As for now, time's a-wasting while fun at the park awaits our arrival, so I'll pull today's train of thought into the station with a boost from this caboose ...
If you choose to accept this mission of considering additional insights, concerning the leap of faith that's necessary to revive the intuitive portion of your common sense, which 'knows' the brass ring not beyond your reach, all you need do is unlatch the spring release behind which your repressed sense of joy is blocked by the defensive wall, which has blocked you from associating the childhood experience, which racked your mind with undeserved guilt that will continue to limit your ability to expand your comfort zone as long as this haunting sense of guilt is lugged forward, subconsciously, in its unexamined state, thus empowering feelings of unworthiness to resurrect anxious reactions, which arise whenever you consider making a decision that might elicit an angry frown on the face of the beloved, God-like adult, whose over-reactions had caused you to fear being unworthy of love when you were a vulnerable child of two, three, five or ... seven ...
Once the emergence of deeper truth clears outdated cobwebs of unsealed fear from your subconscious mindset, your conscious sense of self will no longer be blocked from gaining the clarity to see the really good, lovable person you've grown to be. And as tight coils of inner tension, which had shortened your mental leash, give way to emergent powers of intuitive thought, the brass ring will no longer seem just beyond reach, and hopefully, that change for the better will evolve, sometime soon, because life flashes by in two winks of the eye, so there's no time like the present to take that self confident leap of faith, which feels so ripe as to whet your appetite to taste the sweet fruit of freedom-from-guilt, which will be yours as soon as deeply repressed misperceptions, concerning your worthiness to befriend yourself, melt down, freeing you to pleasure your unmet needs before it's too late for your mind to remember the splendor in the grass that's yours for the taking each time common sense suggests expanding your out-dated comfort zone at least enough to liberate your ability to expand your choices once peace of mind offers your spirit sound reason to feel younger than spring time, again and again ...Whew! Some streams of consciousness go on and on without offering me time to catch my breath! And now that intuitive thought has pulled the caboose of today's string of insights into the station, tis off to the park we go, where the soaring nature of my spirit is sure to prove contagious!
I can't tell you how much I hope that my sense of readiness will open the album of snapshots in my mind before your frustration overwhelms your patience ... please believe me when I say that my conscious mind is biting at the bit to draw forth colorful stories, illustrating positive discipline techniques that inspired the creative center of my mind to invent five tools, which were employed by my intuitive powers whenever my sanity had need to encourage my sons to follow my lead; however, If you ask: Annie, what's blocking that album of snapshots to open, I'd have to reply: I have no clue—in fact, it's possible that my conscious mind is struggling with frustration, concerning my mental block than is true of you, suggesting my need to relax and replenish my patience, too ...
This self-awareness stuff never stops! Sigh ...
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