Me thinks I've not yet revealed strings of insight as to why my brief stay in the Midwest saw the sincerity of my spirit's smile brighten, hour by hour ... On the flip side of that coin, it's also true that each time I confronted my mirror, during that fleeting weekend, my face offered my think tank a sign of this fact: An unidentified source of mental unrest was brewing within the depths of my mind, and I'd planned to offer you a detailed description of both sides of that coin, today; however I awoke feeling resistant to writing for any length of time.
With past experience as my guide, I've learned to honor resistance until readiness unlocks a door as though inviting my present state of mind to wander into the expansive depths of my soul where whispers of deeper truth, concerning unmet needs awaiting release, begin to sing, right out loud.
Once denial's resistance can no longer dismiss the persistent existence of my heart's unmet needs, deeper truth invites my conscious mind to walk tall through that unlocked door where the smiling presence of readiness invites my mindset to expand so naturally as to embrace change for the better, which has patiently awaited my arrival, knowing that, one day, personal need would speak so clearly as to reveal this truth, which my soul has always known:
The human brain is born with the potential to make such sound use of its grey matter as to develop the depth of thought that proves necessary to successfully juggle opposing emotions, simultaneously, suggesting why a well balanced think tank tends to cultivate a technicolored life while a think tank that adheres to narrow mindsets, which limit the scope of conscious awareness to black or white, tends to get stuck, spinning its wheels in a rut that deepens mental frustrations as we age, and now that I've served up that morsel of food for thought, here's another: Strings of insight, which nourish the soul, were added to yesterday's post ...
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