1457D MAKING SOUND USE OF A WELL-TRAINED BRAIN

When looking at the happy expression on the faces of every adult in our family, I believe it's important to note the natural sincerity of everyone's smile, exposing this fact:  Our deeply absorbed spirit of togetherness serves all of us well as each of us feels individually restrengthened whenever we come together, during thick and thin, in support of each other's welfare, as in:  United we stand strong, divided we're more likely to falter, flail around and fear failure knocking at our door.  In short, our wholesome sense of 'all for one and one for all' has served to pull each of us off of emotional battlefields at times when our injured spirits may have otherwise lost wars, raging deep inside the subconscious portion of our minds, suggesting why ''tis wise to remember that no well-adjusted person is an island ... on the other hand, that's not to say that during periods of mental re-adjustment, time spent, pensively, in solitude (away from the maddening crowd) may prove necessary when a person, wrestling with inner conflict, overlong, has been struggling to turn up the volume of one's own intuitive voice in hopes of gaining insight into which half baked, inner strength proves in need of personal growth.

You see, our smiling faces are not meant to convey the impression that our lives and relationships are perfect but rather that while wholly acknowledging every person's need for personal growth, most especially when conflict resolution proves necessary, each of us freely acknowledges this fact:  Every aspect of life feels better when each person invited into our inner circle of nearest and dearest sets a high value on this harmonic duet of personal strengths:  Mutual respect and self respect, both of which depend upon training our thought processors to click into a well practiced mode of self disciplined, emotional maturity, especially at times when adversarial attitudes, fearing defeat, go off half cocked, because, no matter how high a person's IQ, the untrained brain, experiencing the emotional turbulence that accompanies inner conflict, tends to feel so deeply confused as to release a trigger-happy barrage of verbal bullets, which cuts a treasured relationship off at the pass too quickly for its own good unless at least one person has trained her/his brain to gain insight into our need to identify and acknowledge the frequency with which subconscious fears, exacerbating mentally distressing confusion, burst out of a person's depths in the form of explosive anger.  Unfortunately, when we react to each other instinctively (defensively) rather than intuitively (sensitively), initial reactions on the part of the untrained brain tend to judge an adversary's surface behaviors as being devoid of compassion for this reason:  Spontaneous (untrained) reactiveness, proving emotionally unrestrained, is most likely unaware of this insight, concerning human misbehavior:  The main root of any fear that triggers a person's state of emotional upheaval to overwhelm his/her thought processor to the point of dysfunction is subconscious in nature.

Note this fact in our family photo:  Both of the children, who, feeling free to express their sense of internal distress, can be seen leaning naturally into adult role models whose brains have been well trained to accept emotional reactions to stimuli, which differ greatly from their own, with more grace, less negative judgement, than role models whose defense systems have not yet been trained to take time out on the spot to think deep in hopes of gaining insight into the problem at hand by relieving our thought processors of emotional confusion, born of combustible inner conflict.  (Smile, damn it!  Don't spoil our picture!). Having learned to consciously set our defense systems to one side on the spot in favor of solution-seeking in a mutually respectful (compassionate) manner, our thought processors grow ever more capable of thinking deep with clarity intact rather than instinctively mirroring the tones we hear and reactions we see, and in this sensitive way are escalating power struggles defused ...

As to my inner conflict, concerning my decision to post whatever my intuitive voice feels need to say, day by day, deeper truth suggests that my sense of inner peace has not fully accepted the fact that stories, impatient to be revealed, continue to back up inside my mind as resistance, which remains unnamed, refuses to free my storyteller to pen one true tale after another, all of which remain lined up in an orderly, though restless fashion, hoping to be freed from the vault within my memory bank by way of readiness unlocking a revolving door, thus releasing story after story, each of which will describe the inner workings of a family whose brains have been trained to consciously acknowledge personal need to rein in instinctive reactions relating to sibling rivalry in favor of rejoicing over each individual's hard won achievements whenever one of us takes another step forward toward attaining a series of short-range goals in hopes of realizing a long-range goal that remains just beyond reach, and as all of our voices prove well practiced at swallowing disparaging words in favor of encouraging each other's positively focused attitudes to take another strong minded leap of faith, especially after experiencing a spirit-wearying setback, we each feel remarkably rewarded whenever a plan to enjoy each other's mutually supportive company proves probable ... why probable?  Well, now that our family numbers eleven, we have many moving pieces to consider before a plan to come together actually works for all.

Note to self:  Patience, Annie, patience—with time, resistance will be named and inner conflict will wain, suggesting that with perseverance, your long range goal of dispersing your brain-training stories, worldwide, will prevail ... and once again, my decision to pen and post today's intuitive train of thought has inspired my conscious mind to relieve itself of the cutting edge of my current sense of devisiveness ... at least for today, and knowing that I can live only one day at a time, tis time to thank my intuitive powers for encouraging my think tank to set its restless impatience to one side, freeing my spirit to lift and enjoy every experience that awaits my pleasure as I remind my brain to approach, each next day, feeling graciously bright eyed and fully alive ... Hooray!