1430 A TIME TO REJOICE ... A TIME TO REST, REFLECT AND REVITALIZE, ANEW

In the aftermath of our holiday weekend, which stretched into a week of family festivities, transforming our home into a cup that runneth over with people we love, yesterday saw me making my last airport run, as David, who had been first to arrive, was last to fly back to the coast.  Then, I returned home with plans to recreate some semblance of order since every room looked like a funnel cloud had swirled through it, and once that task was behind us, Will and I both collapsed on the living room couch, feeling colds coming on, as it's highly likely that once our non-stop creation of happy memories had depleted our energy tanks, our immune systems' resistance to infection had exhausted, as well.  And now, with common sense suggesting that my think tank, along with the rest of me, is in need of vegging with a hot cup of tea, I'll post this next heartwarming photo while hoping that this year's Thanksgiving holiday offered you and yours reason to add to your collection of happy memories, too - Achoo!

My precious parents were about the same age in this photo as

Will and I are, right now

Holy smokes—where have the years gone???

I mean, seriously—today's train of thought leads me to reflect on this fact:

Life is more fleeting than the young can fathom

Suggesting that, as we age and the days of our youth, somehow

Disappear into thin air, common sense guides us to make the most of

Each magical moment that strengthens our spirits by

Sweeping every speck of undeserved guilt out of our minds

And having done exactly that, I often find myself reflecting thankfully

Over trains of intuitive thought that continue to spark

New strings of insight, which inspire my smarts to fully embrace

Every opportunity that offers my cup reason to runneth over with love, which

Revitalizes my spirit with pleasure so personally rewarding as to

Offer my mind reason to enjoy an ever deepening sense of

Peaceful repose now that latent anxiety, fully exposed, has been

Replaced with today's fully healed, rebalanced view of

My self image, at long last, and as I plan to post

Each next step of my intuitive path in hopes of approaching

Each next step that I choose to take into the great unknown while

Simultaneously encouraging your mindset to open and embrace

Leaps of faith that will expand your sights to create

Change for the better by welcoming every opportunity to pleasure your

Good hearted, smart minded, wholesome self, (once you, too, have

Quested within to free your subconscious of

Yesteryear's undeserved guilt), I hope that before too long

You, too, will have worked to exhume sound reason to see why

The strong spirited person whom you've chosen to

Grow up to be deserves to feel as wholly free of latent anxiety as

Has finally come true for me—and now tis time to

Relax on my swing with a cup of green tea while reminiscing, peacefully

1429 EXPRESSING COMPLEX TRAINS OF THOUGHT, CLEARLY, CAN BE QUITE A FEAT!

So, once again, our family's Thanksgiving celebration has extended over an entire week, beginning with our knish-making party, last Tuesday.  As David does not fly home until this afternoon, we picked up Ravi, yesterday at noon and enjoyed her delightful presence throughout the day and into the evening, when Steven, who joined us for dinner, carried her home close to 9PM after his precocious two year old offered us reason to laugh, yet again.  Having tired after seven straight days of family festivities, our sweet, little munchkin picked up her hoody and her daddy's shoes, which Steven, stretching out on the couch, had slipped off, and standing before her first, bonafide hero, Ravi's brain communicated her needs as clearly as if she'd spoken words that her thought processor has come to understand but not yet learned to express, aloud, so when she held up her daddy's shoes and said: Bye bye, Dada ... we all knew that our sleepy little girl was asking to be taken home and put to bed  Then, when everyone laughed but Steven did not stand up, Ravi pulled a third word out of her expanding vocabulary, which (conveying the seriousness of her need to wrap up another busy day with a group hug) was further accentuated by her determined facial expression and body language: 'Peaseeeeee!'  Need I say that her daddy could not resist his daughter's sweet plea to be swept up into his arms and taken home.

If we Back up a bit to yesterday afternoon, we'd see Ravi napping peacefully on my bed, nestling naturally into my side, while I, rather than catching a few winks, myself, felt intuition beckoning me to pick up iPad and stylus in order to simplify complex streams of consciousness, flowing, non stop, throughout post 1428.  And with Ravi sleeping soundly beside me, my think tank worked to inject elements of clarity into strings of insight, which may have been difficult for you to absorb until the conscious portion of my think tank had simplified complexity of thought, which upon review, had streamed out of my depths in more of a jumble than I'd originally realized was true, explaining why each intuitive decision to devote additional time to reviewing posts, which have already been published, inevitably proves well spent.  So, taking a tip from Ravi, may I respectfully hold up post 1428 before your eyes in hopes of expressing my hope that you'll please give it a go, again ...

Time certainly flies when we're having fun—Thanksgiving weekend 2014

Thanksgiving joy shared with our little pumpkin 2015

Our little charmer's high spirited, bright, blue eyed, sparkling smile clearly conveys her positively energized, sheer delight with her lot in life—thus far—and though no one's life is perfect and tears are sure to flow, I am one of many who are doing our best to ensure that Ravi's irrepressible spirit has sound reason to thrive from deep within her very core as can be seen in the photo, below —and ...

2016

The same proves true of our family's heartfelt love, wrapping

Tenderly round Tony and Ray, whose

Sweet smiles, along with Ravi's, naturally brighten our own

And each time life challenges little ones to brave personal pain

You can bet that we'll be there to encourage all three to

Believe in the universal power of love, which

Magically (intuitively) turns frowns around, in fact ...

If you peer closely at Ray's facial expression you'll see

His strength of spirit beginning to lift his lips into a smile, once

An X-ray correctly identified his elbow injury's need to be

Tenderly treated in the ER, though healing will take time—

Gosh—If more of us knew that our intuitive powers work like

X-ray machines to help us to diagnose emotional injuries, festering

Anxiously deep inside our minds, we'd be as likely to

Seek help of those trained to identify and heal repressed emotional pain as

Is true of our readiness to seek out physicians, who are trained to correctly

Diagnose physical pain which we, as laymen, know nothing about healing—

And with today's train of thought in mind, concerning emotional wounds that

 We can't see on the surface but, creating anxiety, serve to limit our choices more

Than we consciously know, I sit myself down, day in and day out, in hopes of

Penning, editing, simplifying and clarifying the complex accumulation of knowledge

That my thought processor feels compelled to seek out, absorb and post (concerning

Your brain's innate potential [and mine] to tap into our intuitive powers, a gift from

Mother Nature, who had hoped to balance the fact that otherwise our over active

Defense systems would run away with our innate potential to heal each

Emotionally wounded portion of our self image just like

The dish ran away with the spoon after the cow jumped over the moon)

1428 FULL EXPOSURE OF SUBCONSCIOUS SECRETS IS LIKE SOLVING FOR X Y AND Z

Do you think Fred and Ginger practiced only once or twice before earning the title of most enchanting dance partners ever?  Not by a long shot.  They practiced, together, repeatedly, until their muscle memory danced in time with the music so naturally as to glide from one step to the next as if both minds and bodies had magically conjoined into one finely tuned instrument.  And with practice, the same holds true of your think tank's potential to conjoin with your intuitive powers whenever creative solution seeking proves necessary to resolving an inner conflict of exceptional complexity.

Please be forewarned:  Though I've edited this next stream of consciousness multiple times in hopes of simplifying complexity of thought, my brain is in need of an editor, whose professional talents far surpass my own, suggestive of the fact that I've not been able to modify my intuitive need to repeatedly strings insights together, in similar fashion to a child's need to start over at A and go straight through to Z, rather than starting from mid alphabet and going forward from there.

So, with that said, let's say that upon awakening, today, you think to ask:  What was Mother Nature thinking when she chose to preprogram our defense systems to persistently block our conscious awareness from tuning into our thought processor's intuitive potential to penetrate ever more deeply into subconscious memory if tunneling toward repressed (un-processed and thus un-identified), negatively focused mindsets proves necessary before we can heal the wounded portions of our self image to change for the better, I'd reply:  The primary responsibility of your brain's defense system is to save you from feeling pain, which seeps out of your subconscious storehouse of memories in the form of latent anxiety each time your intuition begins to penetrate a layer of your wall of denial, and that fact suggests this one:  Upon gifting us with self protective defense systems and intuitive powers, Mother Nature actually created our sense of inner conflict.  Looks like Mother Nature may be more of a prankster than we might realize at first glance.  I mean, when we stop to think about life as we know it, who set the food chain into action, Mother Nature or God?

I mean, seriously, would Mother Nature's nurturing ways create one creature that stalks another for survival unless she decided that in the absence of inner conflict, life would grow too common place to bear ...  And why would she confer with God to gift humans with creative smarts if there were no conundrums to resolve?  Hey! Suddenly, this compelling personal need to identify and work toward resolving my primary inner conflict makes very good sense!  Gotta love it when an intuitive train of thought takes us where we didn't consciously know that we'd felt inner need to go!  And since today's train of thought is still on a roll ... suddenly, gerbils come to mind ... so let's see where a thought as seemingly random as that takes us next ...

Mother Nature humbly came to realize her mistake:  She'd meant gerbils, being nocturnal creatures, to run on wheels in cages, but not people, so she decided to ease our way through life's puzzlements by gifting us with the potential to develop our power of intuition in hopes that as our adult thought processors continue to mature, we'll sense the readiness to tackle conundrums that tend to grow ever more complex as we age.  However, here's the hitch:  As long as the innate strength of our defense systems out ranks our think tank's potential to grow ever more sensitive to intuition's voice (whispering of our need to identify deeply repressed wounds to our self image, which will, otherwise, continue to fester painfully behind layers of denial), we'll remain blind to those times when our attitudes lean away from positivity toward cynicism, and to make matters worse, walls of denial tend toward thickening, over time, which is why subconscious secrets, buried during childhood, are so difficult to exhume, and as long as secrets, concerning the wounded portions of our self image, fester rawly, deep inside our minds, the on-going state of our repressed vulnerabilities will regurgitate yesteryear's unresolved feelings of guilt, which devil our adult conscious minds by releasing spikes of latent anxiety, repeatedly, as though to provoke our need to muster the courage to revisit repressed pain until our existential quest to consciously know both sides of ourselves in depth meets with success.  Whew!  And Oy vay!  What was Mother Nature smoking when she conferred with God? Perhaps she and he were high on diamonds in the sky!  At this point in today's intuitive train of thought, I can see the need for scientists to help us recreate the bigger picture of life as the theory of evolution evolved from the simplistic story depicting an idyllic existence of two souls in love in the garden toward the sprawl of urban living, as we know it, today.

Scientifically speaking, upon peeling successfully away at each next layer of denial, another suprising secret, which we've kept from ourselves, is exposed.  Each time we consciously close in on exposure, yesteryear's latent anxiety (repressed in its raw, unprocessed, festering state) will spike anew, signaling our survival instinct to feel so alarmed as to call forth our defense system to erect yet another layer of denial, which represses yesteryear's pain, carried forth as baggage, even more deeply within a subconscious lockbox until yet another experience stirs yesteryear's pain to filter through tiny, mesh-like holes in your defense system's wall of denial, haunting your conscious awareness with ghosts of childhood's unresolved transgressions, again and again, suggesting that latent anxiety is actually meant to stimulate your smarts to grow aware of how often your original (unidentified) inner conflict arises in hopes of arousing your growing sense of attentiveness to your intuitive powers (working to awaken your need to tunnel into your past), in hopes of uncovering that moment in time when your cynical attitude, concerning your self image, was born.  Whew!

However, as long as your conscious mind remains blind to the fact that your defense system has been innately preprogrammed to block any trigger that might cause subconscious pain to stir anew, your intuitive voice will not gain the self-empowered momentum necessary to over power your defense system from strong arming your smarts, which is why your thought processor will continue to react like a gerbil, racing round a wheel, getting no where close to meeting your intuitive need to free your mind, heart and spirit from feeling caged.  And as long as you cannot identify or liberate your adult mind from harboring the primary source of your life-long sense of inner conflict, anxiety will continue to stalk your sense of well being until your processor hears your power of intuition guiding your smarts to set out on your very own existential quest to exhume repressed secrets, which prohibit your conscious mind from identifying what you fear, about your self image, most of all.

So, now that you know why each attempt of your intuition to whisper of insight into your ear will be deflected by your defense system, which proves quick to employ defense mechanisms that detour our smarts away from considering the fact that we all harbor childhood fears that we've locked out of sight behind our host of personal strengths ( which serves as the shield that blinds us from truly knowing ourselves in depth), I sure do hope to have expressed today's train of intuitive thought so clearly as to have offered you sound reason to want to exhume the main root of an exceptionally complex inner conflict (concerning your self image), which, having been buried, subconsciously ever since childhood, can be just as hard to identify as it's tough to resolve a problem that requires the absorption of several years higher mathematics before our brains feel prepared to solve for unknown factors, x,y and z.

If, at this point, you ask why healing from a series of inter-related childhood traumas demands a whale of patience and a ton of courage, empowered by an accumulated absorption of knowledge concerning interactive brain functions, I'd reply:  Denial is as stubborn a little critter as you'll ever feel challenged to wrestle to the mat, one round at a time, and here's why that's true:  Denial's sole responsibility is to throw a series of mental roadblocks into your life's path, thus detouring your adult think tank from progressing straight toward the main root of your subconscious pain, which remains masked behind the false front of your persona, which, in turn, fools your smarts into misperceiving yourself as being stronger than you actually prove to until such time as insight into the dark side of your mind has been fully exposed.  And here is why full exposure of subconscious fear remains beyond conscious absorption, over long:  As long as layers of denial blind your conscious awareness from insight into deeper truth, buried deep inside the dark side of your mind, latent anxiety will continue to seep out of subconscious storage, disrupting your conscious think tank's sense of inner peace ... unnecessarily.

Since denial works 24/7 to resurrect your defensive wall, your think tank must work ever more determinedly to peel away layer upon layer of your defensive wall before the true source of your subterranean pain can be fully exposed.  Over time, this inner conflict (power struggle) between denial and intuition can grow to feel as excruciating as drilling into the exposed nerve of a toothache that's been in dire need of a root canal without a shot of anesthesia in sight.

So why choose to put yourself through all of this?  Because working toward reclaiming your lost sense of inner peace by rebalancing your self image is healthier, by far, than experiencing the uprising of latent anxiety, repeatedly, and therefore, the time, energy and effort expended is worth each step that you'll take toward creating change for the better, as in: no pain no gain.

This wrestling match between subconscious denial and conscious reality (concerning childhood pain secreted at your core) is the crux of  the uinner conflict, which fills your head with so much noise and tension as to detour your conscious trains of thought away from tapping into your power of intuition (which whispers of your need to drill, courageously, ever more deeply into yesteryear's festering pain) until your sense of courage to tolerate a significant amount of latent anxiety, throbbing inside your head, succeeds in extracting the main root of the self demeaning attitude, which, upon full exposure to your conscious adult mind, serves to calm latent anxiety by offering your self image sound reason to rebalance and change for the better, through and through, at last.

Once your adult awareness has gained the courage and patience necessary to process the most frightening aspect of an experience, which proved too complex for a child's thought processor to comprehend, understanding relieves the haunting nature of this newly unrepressed, totally exposed fear.  As each next subconscious fear is exposed and understood, we come to see how each of these fears related back to the original fear, and over time, as interrelated anxieties subside, one by one, ever deepening layers of inner peace intertwine until intuitive trains of thought gain more self empowered brain space than is true of layers of denial, which continue to thin out.

Eventually, as your sense of conscious awareness gains control over your denial peeler, and as your peepers peer ever more patiently, clearly and courageously into your secreted inner self, repeatedly (because we keep secrets from ourselves at every stage of life), your creative sense of intuitive thought will outwit your defense system's ability to hide your deeply repressed, subconscious storehouse of fears, ever more quickly, and each time another self demeaning attitude pops out of subconscious storage into conscious awareness, change for the better will welcome your arrival, so that time and again, your newly remodeled self-image will feel ever more at ease within your head where a consistently rebalanced sense of your positively-focused attitude continues to strengthen the adult foundation of your recently reconstructed, high self esteem, which, like a rock on a hillside, has finally found an angle of peaceful repose.  And hopefully, your desire to rest peaceably will take place while your mind, body and spirit are still on this side of the grass.  And if you ask how I know today's train of thought to be true, through and through, I'd reply, please stay tuned ...

(BTY:  Today's post is one of several, which, being composed of highly complex trains of intuitive thought, I chose to store in drafts until readiness inspired my think tank to accept the challenge of editing this particular stream of consciousness, repeatedly!)