So ready or not, here it comes ... a tightly knit condensation of the bigger picture that I didn't get, myself, until I reminded my conscious awareness of this fact: Once I'd truly placed my faith in the self-empowerment of the human brain to call upon intuitive thought to coax a smart heart to develop the wisdom necessary to seek insight into making sound use of hindsight, my understanding of yesteryear's highly complex events began to deepen, incrementally. Had that not been my experience, the path I'd sought toward change-for-the-better would have remained mystifyingly cloaked within an on-going series of darkly clouded, emotionally confounding and thus stress-inducing reactions that would have continued to overwhelm clarity's twenty/twenty vision until the primary reason for the current state of my emotional reactiveness had been identified as the emergence of unprocessed fear, which had festered, rawly, subconsciously since childhood, and once subconsciously repressed, emotional complexity has surfaced, at long last, the conscious mind can be trained to quell anxiety at least enough to free intuitive trains of thought to tunnel ever more deeply into your past (and mine) so as to surface, repeatedly with the most puzzling pieces of your history's emotional turbulence in hand, and as your brain places each piece of emotional baggage on a conveyor belt, intuition coaxes your conscious mind to awaken to unpack secrets, saved in subconscious storage until fate graced your presence with a series of mind-bending experiences, each of which saw you thinking out of the box, demonstrating gains made in emotional intelligence, which singles you out as one whose intuitive powers can grow to string inter-related insights, together, sparking bigger pictures to suddenly leap out of subconscious pockets as though conveyed from past to present on electrified bolts of lightening, each of which spotlights a flash of deeper truth in 3D so as to quicken your growing sense of conscious clarity to reach out to mine in hopes that the re-awakening of your mental acuity will feel inspired to reach out and walk, hand in hand, with mine as we saunter along the path less taken, where hindsight offers your sense of foresight sound reason to expand yesteryear's narrow comfort zones so graciously as to coax your intelligence to agree that opening closed mindsets makes sense.
Then, as the importance of working to develop the power of intuition grows ever more evident to us both, we'll feel inspired to take turns coaching each other to embrace new patterns of thought, which had subconsciously frightened our overly-discipled, highly principled minds as our on-going series of highly personalized encounters serves to heighten your conscious awareness (and mine) of each person's very own, highly unique aspects of individuality, suggestive of this fact: No person is exactly like another in that everyone harbors different subconscious needs, which, sadly, remain unfulfilled until each of us decides to work in earnest to tap into undeveloped layers of emotional intelligence, which remain sequestered until the maturity to muster the patience that proves necessary ultimately taps into our sense of readiness to free our conscious intelligence to seek the key to unlocking intuitive thought, which provides our thought processors with the expansive capacity to open the door to welcoming a well balanced sense of heartfelt joy to dwell within our souls as had never felt possible without worry of having tarnished our highly valued, bright and shiny perceptions of morality, which your life-long reputation and mine have rightly enjoyed as our just reward throughout each stage of our lives ... And there's no doubt about that as long as we remember to remind ourselves of need to quell a lifetime of thought patterns that had programmed our brains to burp up subconsciously eruptive, negatively focused, undeserved guilt, which, having soured life's sweetest moments of intimacy, have need to be disempowered, at long last ...
Each time mental complexity gets to feeling so overwhelmingly confounding as to
Cause darkly cloudy eruptions of emotional tension to arise, anew, blocking
The voice of crystal clear clarity from gliding smooth as silk on
Streaming beams of sunshine straight through my ear into
The newly absorptive powers of my conscious mind, mistakes are easily made, and
As everyone makes mistakes, which often collide, head on, deeper truth suggests
That defensive reactions tend to blind us to our own, and as
Time and again, hindsight proves that last insight true, through and through
My mind cooked up this cheerful little ditty, which inspires my inner sense of
Balance to muster the humility to fess up each time mental complexity
Breeds inner conflict, which, upon growing ever more confounding
Messes with my conscious connection to clarity, time and again:
Make a mistake-own it-humbly correct it-kiss and make up-move forward
Make a new mistake-own it-humbly correct it-kiss and make up-move forward
Repeat
And such is life until the memory goes, at which time we remind ourselves to
Write the important stuff down - then - scratching our forgetful little heads
We can't remember where the heck we put the post it note for safe keeping ...
Sigh!
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