1373HHHHHHHHHHHHHHAPPYFATHER'SDAY!

FIRST OF ALL ...
Wherever you reside
I'd like to wish
A HAPPY FATHER'S DAY
To one and all

SECONDLY ...
Upon awakening, this morning, I reached for my iPad, and intuitive thought popped so many additional insights into my post of two days ago as to ask you to track back for the third time for this reason:  If second thought proves deeper than first than my third reading, which stirred my subconscious to reveal additional insights that had not filtered into conscious awareness until this morning, may imprint more permanently into conscious awareness than had been possible before this newest set of positively focused insights had tunneled their way through the darkness of night, awakening my intuition to kick start my main source of mental energy to view my personal strengths in a lighter, brighter frame of mind than ever before ... And what, I ask, could feel better than being awakened by inter-connective trains of intuitive thought, which, upon directing my conscious mind to pick up my iPad and add new strings of insight to that which had already been written, reinforces my growing sense of clarity's grasp of today's reality, concerning changing-self-perceptions-for-the-better that serve to strengthen my spirit's sparkle as I greet each new day with sound reason to throw open the drapes and smile up at the sun, shining high above my mountain, which reaches clear up into the expanse of the desert's brilliant blue sky, and morning after morning, I remind myself of this fact:  Each time I remember to accept human imperfection—whether mine or another's—frustration lessens and with that positively focused change for the better, life feels great!

THIRDLY ... BUT NOT LASTLY ...
Since today is Father's Day, and as tomorrow is only a day away, I hope you'll feel utterly free to put off back tracking till Monday so as to fully enjoy today's every waking hour, freeing your spirit of deep thinking, because that's exactly what I plan for myself now that Will is stirring beside me, suggesting why I'll freely push publish before he's fully awake so as to turn my full attention to whatever pleasures the father of our three sons throughout the entirety of his special day.  As to reviewing the newest set of insights added to my last lengthy post, which, hints at intuitive readiness alerting my subconscious to shine a spotlight of insight onto the unprocessed, misperceived fear that my sense of courage is sure to excavate once this stage of my quest to exonerate a sweet little girl from guilting herself of sinning with a pediphile dives into the haunting nature of this next subconscious fear, which ravages my peace mind:  Upon unconsciously declaring myself as guilty of sinning as had been true of the pedophile, who'd violated my innocence, repeatedly, I'd felt more bereft, alone and worthless than anyone who'd loved me could possibly have fathomed, and as denial silenced this pain, which had festered rawly within my subconscious until fairly recently, thus does the conscious sum of my hard won, positively focused, adult strengths plan to carry the unconscious, good, little, traumatized girl, as though on a life raft, through the next stream of consciousness-raising rapids, which are sure to prove more healing than horrific whenever this current rest period deems my mind re-energized and my self confidence readied to steady the next lap of my ride through what I believe will be a better balanced, less lengthy, and therefore, less exhausting dive into the rushing river of adrenalin, which will certainly not rise so high as to cause this late stage of my recovery from subconscious PTSD to capsize and drown my clarified sense of reality now that I feel as lovable and worthwhile as common sense deems synonymous with the transparency of deeper truth.

Oh, wait—one more thing:  If it's true that my fatal flaw has been to work to meet my loved ones' needs until I'd repeatedly exhausted the sum of my inner strengths well, I'd rather reflect back over that less than balanced flaw in my character than to look back to find that I'd not done enough to assuage the heartache of others resultant from harboring a narrow mindset set that habitually, hastily and harshly misjudged the vulnerabilities of others so as to have colored the true depths of their inner struggle so darkly as to have blinded myself to the depths of their desperation without thinking to muster the humility that's necessary to dive beneath the surface of the little that can be comprehended by the conscious mind.  In short, if my primary energy source worked to exhaustion, more than once, while my empathetic reaction did its utmost to ease the anguish of others during their greatest times of need, most especially when intuition, combined with listening skills, offered me insight into clues as to why their quests for change for the better stalled so often in emotional quicksand that rose so high as to have covered their eyes and ears to any suggestion on my part that remotely resembled deeper truth, whispering:  Please let's work together to find the key to unlocking the fear-based door in your subconscious so that we can grow to know each other more deeply, tomorrow, than fear and denial allow for, right now, because you are harboring  darkly colored, subconscious misperceptions thst blind your intuition from seeing the light of day that is relentlessly attempting to expose this deeper truth to your conscious mind:  It's always darkest before the dawn—and—if that's my fatal flaw, well, I'm okay with that, because it's based in this hope:  change for the better is possible as long as a person is on this side of the grass  ... On the other hand, I'll no longer dive into quicksand with anyone whose negativity is habitually focused on disparaging my strength of character as to pull both of out spirits even farther down while I'm doing my best to pick us both up by setting my sights oh the high road until my energy exhausts and faints, dead away ...  And now that my husband has opened his eyes, suggesting why my time to write est finis, I'll fully attend to presenting Will's waking presence with this quartet of firsts:  First a smile, then his first happy father's day greeting, followed by his first kiss of the day while offering him Father's Day present #1 ...