No one said turning sink holes into potholes was easy and I agree
Even so, that's what my inner strengths aim to do, today!
And if the first two lines of today's brief post have spun
Your think tank into a swirl of confusion, concerning
My having mentioned the sinister presence of
A sink hole lurking within my subconscious, waiting to swallow
The fuzzy state of my thought processor, whole, then
You'll be glad to note that clarity awaits your arrival if you choose to
Review Post 1465, where insights added, referencing
My think tank's need to control my present level of anxiety, which
My intuitive powers lead me to believe might otherwise
Spike so high as to render my intelligence senseless, suggesting that
If I can't tame the menacing nature of this mysterious sink hole
Then unnamed fear will surely suck the very life out of
My spirit's mindful state of well being unless
My mind's eye conjures up a magic spell so powerful as to
End today's train of thought with visions of my brain's ability to
Shrink this dark, dank sink hole into a pothole, right now!
Wednesday, May 31, 2017
Tuesday, May 30, 2017
1465 IDENTIFYING BIGGER PICTURES REQUIRES OBJECTIVITY
Having worked with due diligence to 'know myself' in depth
I'd mistakenly perceived that my inner life and outer life matched until
I awoke with today's string of emergent insights directing
My conscious mind to pen this post, which is about to offer
Sound reason as to why my previous belief can't be 100% true:
My brain still compartmentalizes subconscious fears, repressed from
My conscious awareness, leading to my harboring
A sense of mental conflict in which clarity gives way to
An anxious sense of cloudied confusion, and
Each time an uprising of yesteryear's unresolved
Confusion interferes with today's well-earned, personal sense of
Peaceful contentment, I have need to consciously appreciate
My having had the good sense to embark upon
A life-long quest to identify (and heal my brain) from bouts of
PTSD by way of participating in EMDR therapy, which strengthens
My intelligence's ability to tap into insight-laden streams of
Intuitive thought at those times when a resurgence of
Subconscious anxiety, based in deja vu, might otherwise
Shanghai my smarts, bending my will toward treading
The fearful (pessimistic) fork in the road ...
During last week's session of EMDR therapy, we discussed
Objectivity ... however, rather than growing more objectively
Compassionate for the other guy's pain, I acknowledged that
For the most part, my peace of mind depends upon
Reflecting over my life-long need to be less hard on myself ...
Last week, I underwent a minor surgery to excise
A squamous celled carcinoma, and rather than berating myself
When mild anxiety began to heighten, I consciously linked
My original perception of an over reaction to a leakage of
PTSD, concerning a subconscious flashback to my brain surgery of
Fiteen years ago when the depth of my fear of a life-threatening
Tumor was shown to no one, including me, and perhaps
My intuitive need to unrepress the latent nature of that fear
Had subconsciously connected to my earlier fear of
Impending death when a trio of serious surgeries saw me in
Intensive care after a head-on collision with a drunken truck driver
Whose sudden swerve over the double yellow lines into
Our lane on a rainy night, thirty-eight years ago, pinpoints
A double whammy that my power of intuition has surreptiously
Tapped into each time I've felt a surge of unshed tears threaten to
Overwhelm my tremulous smile ever since
This small squamous celled carcinoma was diagnosed ...
So how, you might ask, does today's positively focused attitude save
My think tank from feeling sucked into the rapids of
Yesteryear's repressed anxiety? Well, I consciously remind myself of
My good fortune, concerning these undeniable facts:
The profound nature of that auto accident did not put out my lights
The profound nature of that brain tumor diagnosis did not put out my lights
The profound nature of Takotsubo, simulating a heart attack, did
Not put out my lights, and the fact that the profound nature of
A squamous celled carcinoma was detected, early on during
My semi-annual skin cancer screening, prevented last week's
Mohs surgery from being deeply invasive, suggesting that
My think tank has learned to control mild bouts of anxiety from
Escalating into over-blown reactions, which brings us to
This very moment in time when your friend, Annie, can be seen
Writing in the aftermath of Mohs surgery in hopes of offering
My conscious awareness time to consider what may have caused
My anxiety to rise to the point of swallowing
My (false) pride in favor of asking Will to accompany me to
This minor surgery rather than driving myself as I'd originally planned
And considering the importance of that change in my mindset
(I'd rarely asked for help until I was at the end of my rope)
Let's pinpoint where my conscious sense of personal growth has
Most recently matured: First of all, my defense system did not
Repress the presence of latent anxiety, mounting inside
Secondly, I chose to ask Will for loving support (which
He'd originally offered and I'd good naturedly refused)
Then rather than chastizing myself with undeserved guilt when
My husband cheerfully cancelled his golf game, I nurtured
My vulnerability as compassionately as that of a cherished friend, and
Having taken the time to write today's train of intuitive thought, I can feel
My tremulous smile strengthening, based in my newfound ability to
Equalize the value I've placed upon respecting my needs alongside
My desire to please Will, who proved not to be displeased upon
Cancelling his plans in the least ... Oh! Wow!
Guess what else I just realized?
In addition to acknowledging this most recent leap of faith, confirming
My heightened sense of respect for my self worth ...
Today is the anniversary of my brain surgery ... And once again
All's well that ends well!
(Though the exact date escapes me, my brain surgery took place the morning after Memorial Day ... thus, offering me reason to marvel, again, at self-empowered, intuitive trains of thought, which amaze the conscious portion of my mind with the human brain's innate capability to heal itself of wounds to the psyche, festering subconsciously, behind each person's defensive wall of denial.)
I'd mistakenly perceived that my inner life and outer life matched until
I awoke with today's string of emergent insights directing
My conscious mind to pen this post, which is about to offer
Sound reason as to why my previous belief can't be 100% true:
My brain still compartmentalizes subconscious fears, repressed from
My conscious awareness, leading to my harboring
A sense of mental conflict in which clarity gives way to
An anxious sense of cloudied confusion, and
Each time an uprising of yesteryear's unresolved
Confusion interferes with today's well-earned, personal sense of
Peaceful contentment, I have need to consciously appreciate
My having had the good sense to embark upon
A life-long quest to identify (and heal my brain) from bouts of
PTSD by way of participating in EMDR therapy, which strengthens
My intelligence's ability to tap into insight-laden streams of
Intuitive thought at those times when a resurgence of
Subconscious anxiety, based in deja vu, might otherwise
Shanghai my smarts, bending my will toward treading
The fearful (pessimistic) fork in the road ...
During last week's session of EMDR therapy, we discussed
Objectivity ... however, rather than growing more objectively
Compassionate for the other guy's pain, I acknowledged that
For the most part, my peace of mind depends upon
Reflecting over my life-long need to be less hard on myself ...
Last week, I underwent a minor surgery to excise
A squamous celled carcinoma, and rather than berating myself
When mild anxiety began to heighten, I consciously linked
My original perception of an over reaction to a leakage of
PTSD, concerning a subconscious flashback to my brain surgery of
Fiteen years ago when the depth of my fear of a life-threatening
Tumor was shown to no one, including me, and perhaps
My intuitive need to unrepress the latent nature of that fear
Had subconsciously connected to my earlier fear of
Impending death when a trio of serious surgeries saw me in
Intensive care after a head-on collision with a drunken truck driver
Whose sudden swerve over the double yellow lines into
Our lane on a rainy night, thirty-eight years ago, pinpoints
A double whammy that my power of intuition has surreptiously
Tapped into each time I've felt a surge of unshed tears threaten to
Overwhelm my tremulous smile ever since
This small squamous celled carcinoma was diagnosed ...
So how, you might ask, does today's positively focused attitude save
My think tank from feeling sucked into the rapids of
Yesteryear's repressed anxiety? Well, I consciously remind myself of
My good fortune, concerning these undeniable facts:
The profound nature of that auto accident did not put out my lights
The profound nature of that brain tumor diagnosis did not put out my lights
The profound nature of Takotsubo, simulating a heart attack, did
Not put out my lights, and the fact that the profound nature of
A squamous celled carcinoma was detected, early on during
My semi-annual skin cancer screening, prevented last week's
Mohs surgery from being deeply invasive, suggesting that
My think tank has learned to control mild bouts of anxiety from
Escalating into over-blown reactions, which brings us to
This very moment in time when your friend, Annie, can be seen
Writing in the aftermath of Mohs surgery in hopes of offering
My conscious awareness time to consider what may have caused
My anxiety to rise to the point of swallowing
My (false) pride in favor of asking Will to accompany me to
This minor surgery rather than driving myself as I'd originally planned
And considering the importance of that change in my mindset
(I'd rarely asked for help until I was at the end of my rope)
Let's pinpoint where my conscious sense of personal growth has
Most recently matured: First of all, my defense system did not
Repress the presence of latent anxiety, mounting inside
Secondly, I chose to ask Will for loving support (which
He'd originally offered and I'd good naturedly refused)
Then rather than chastizing myself with undeserved guilt when
My husband cheerfully cancelled his golf game, I nurtured
My vulnerability as compassionately as that of a cherished friend, and
Having taken the time to write today's train of intuitive thought, I can feel
My tremulous smile strengthening, based in my newfound ability to
Equalize the value I've placed upon respecting my needs alongside
My desire to please Will, who proved not to be displeased upon
Cancelling his plans in the least ... Oh! Wow!
Guess what else I just realized?
In addition to acknowledging this most recent leap of faith, confirming
My heightened sense of respect for my self worth ...
Today is the anniversary of my brain surgery ... And once again
All's well that ends well!
(Though the exact date escapes me, my brain surgery took place the morning after Memorial Day ... thus, offering me reason to marvel, again, at self-empowered, intuitive trains of thought, which amaze the conscious portion of my mind with the human brain's innate capability to heal itself of wounds to the psyche, festering subconsciously, behind each person's defensive wall of denial.)
Monday, May 29, 2017
1464 A MEMORIAL DAY REFLECTION
Today, I'm choosing to place personal frustrations aside in favor of reflecting over Memorial Days in years past, for this reason: I'm feeling grateful to have grown up in a country where our flag serves as a national symbol of on-going growth and unification of fifty highly diversified states in which people of all ethnicities continue to seek workable solutions in hopes of outing governmental corruption so as to facilitate legislative action meant to create change for the better, which will serve the greater good of one and all ... and now that our last election has served to reveal the underbelly of our legislature more clearly than ever before, hopefully, the voting populous has taken note of the importance of remaining abreast of current events as we mark our time until our responsibility to vote for candidates, who have historically heeded the needs of the majority, is placed, yet again, in the electorates' eyes-wide-open hands ...
Sunday, May 28, 2017
1463 AN EXERCISE IN SELF SOOTHING ANXIETY
As additional insights were inserted into Post 1462
I awoke, this morning, feeling need to review that post, and
Lo and behold! Guess what happened?
That string of insights strengthened my conscious connection to
Courage, humility and patience, concerning my need to
Unrepress yet another unidentified, self defeating perception, which
Mother Nature thought to block from my conscious awareness until
Recently when I began to sense this unnamed fear, tunneling ever so slowly
Through my subconscious, as though a mild breakthrough of anxiety is
Alerting my intuitive sense of readiness to confront yet another
Self demeaning misperception, concerning my self worth
And here's why I believe today's string of insights will
Lead my intelligence toward spotlighting the wrestling match that's
Taking place inside my head between a haunting, daunting
Childhood fear and my adult certainty that, with self confidence intact
My well-practiced intuitive powers will make sound use of
Courage, patience and positive focus to calm my mild state of
Anxiety BEFORE this repressed fear has even been named:
Rather than wallowing in unknown fear, swirling my smarts ever more
Anxiously through the rapids of this current state of mental complexity
Today's intuitive string of insights has been refocusing
My intelligence toward seeking a specific door in
My wall of denial, behind which lies another fork in the road where
My brain's power to heal itself of this particular unnamed fear
Awaits my arrival, perhaps as soon as tomorrow
And as today's intuitive string of insights has already
Lessened my anxiety, I can actually feel my positively focused attitude
Re-strengthening for this reason: Having made sound use of
My smarts to secure a strong sense of emotional self control
I'm choosing to view this unnamed fear as a pothole in need of
Repair rather than freeing the fearful side of my thought processor to
Imagine yesteryear's black hole of subconscious despair sucking
My present state of well being into the boiling cauldron of
Undeserved guilt, which swallowed up my entire family in
The immediate aftermath of my baby sister, Janet's death, more than
Seventy years ago! And having acknowledged my belief that
Additional insights, inserted into Post 1462, served to
Encourage today's train of thought to pull into this station
Tis time to rest my whole mind until a natural sense of readiness
Draws my think tank toward reviewing and absorbing
These last two posts so deeply into my psyche as to coax
My subconscious to release new strings of insight, which may be
Revealed within my stream of conscious awareness, hopefully, when
Next we meet ... Hmmm ... suddenly I'm wondering if my need to
Release joyous stories was my defense system's egocentric way of
Deflecting my intuitive powers from reflecting
Ever more deeply, over intermittent uprisings of anxiety, which serve as
My brain's way of alerting my conscious awareness to grow attentive to
My need to name and tame yet another subconscious fear that's
Signaling readiness to unrepress ... and once this fear has been uncloaked
Guess what my intuitive sleuth will discover in hand?
A naked vulnerability that's been in need of strengthening ever since
Janet's tragic death caused the natural development of
My innocent, three year old psyche to swerve off course toward
A path, strewn with negatively focused misperceptions, which
Caused more than one aspect of my self worth to feel
So wounded as to have left me gasping for breath, and
Each time one of those festering wounds exhibits readiness to emerge
Guess what accompanies my growing sense of conscious awareness?
The same degree of anxiety, concerning my self worth, which had stymied
My think tank at the age of three—with this caveat: Whereas
A three year old child is utterly inexperienced at navigating around
Emotional sink holes, the experienced adult of today has come to
Place my faith in this tried and true fact: With EMDR therapy serving
As my guiding light, I feel self-confident that my inner detective will
Shine the spotlight of deeper truth upon this particular injury to
My psyche, which having suffered the effects of PTSD, has been
Painfully in need of healing for more than seventy years ... and
Now that today's train of thought has tapped into an intelligent sense of
Self confidence, here's why I believe my current bout of emergent anxiety will
Continue to diminish, no matter how rocky yesteryear's terrain proved to be:
I've worked to empower my smarts to control my anxious visceral reactions by
Visualizing my personal strengths holding steady to the wheel while
The whole of me drives over this pothole that will not suddenly feel like
A sinkhole, waiting to swallow me, as long as most of my think tank feels
Safely seat belted within my adult brain's knowledgeable hands, and
Though I cannot yet clarify where my intuitive powers may be coaxing
My intelligence to go, next, I respect the fact that anxiety suggests moving
Forward with a cautious sense of emotional restraint, because
The steps ahead seem to be beckoning my conscious awareness to
Ready itself to encounter a dark memory, and thus has today's post
Highlighted insight into why I'll not consciously choose to direct
The next lap of my path without being accompanied by
The astute coaching skills of my EMDR therapist ...
"Optimism for me isn't a passive expectation that things will get better. It's a conviction that we can make things better ... if we don't lose hope and we don't look away."
- Melinda Gates
I awoke, this morning, feeling need to review that post, and
Lo and behold! Guess what happened?
That string of insights strengthened my conscious connection to
Courage, humility and patience, concerning my need to
Unrepress yet another unidentified, self defeating perception, which
Mother Nature thought to block from my conscious awareness until
Recently when I began to sense this unnamed fear, tunneling ever so slowly
Through my subconscious, as though a mild breakthrough of anxiety is
Alerting my intuitive sense of readiness to confront yet another
Self demeaning misperception, concerning my self worth
And here's why I believe today's string of insights will
Lead my intelligence toward spotlighting the wrestling match that's
Taking place inside my head between a haunting, daunting
Childhood fear and my adult certainty that, with self confidence intact
My well-practiced intuitive powers will make sound use of
Courage, patience and positive focus to calm my mild state of
Anxiety BEFORE this repressed fear has even been named:
Rather than wallowing in unknown fear, swirling my smarts ever more
Anxiously through the rapids of this current state of mental complexity
Today's intuitive string of insights has been refocusing
My intelligence toward seeking a specific door in
My wall of denial, behind which lies another fork in the road where
My brain's power to heal itself of this particular unnamed fear
Awaits my arrival, perhaps as soon as tomorrow
And as today's intuitive string of insights has already
Lessened my anxiety, I can actually feel my positively focused attitude
Re-strengthening for this reason: Having made sound use of
My smarts to secure a strong sense of emotional self control
I'm choosing to view this unnamed fear as a pothole in need of
Repair rather than freeing the fearful side of my thought processor to
Imagine yesteryear's black hole of subconscious despair sucking
My present state of well being into the boiling cauldron of
Undeserved guilt, which swallowed up my entire family in
The immediate aftermath of my baby sister, Janet's death, more than
Seventy years ago! And having acknowledged my belief that
Additional insights, inserted into Post 1462, served to
Encourage today's train of thought to pull into this station
Tis time to rest my whole mind until a natural sense of readiness
Draws my think tank toward reviewing and absorbing
These last two posts so deeply into my psyche as to coax
My subconscious to release new strings of insight, which may be
Revealed within my stream of conscious awareness, hopefully, when
Next we meet ... Hmmm ... suddenly I'm wondering if my need to
Release joyous stories was my defense system's egocentric way of
Deflecting my intuitive powers from reflecting
Ever more deeply, over intermittent uprisings of anxiety, which serve as
My brain's way of alerting my conscious awareness to grow attentive to
My need to name and tame yet another subconscious fear that's
Signaling readiness to unrepress ... and once this fear has been uncloaked
Guess what my intuitive sleuth will discover in hand?
A naked vulnerability that's been in need of strengthening ever since
Janet's tragic death caused the natural development of
My innocent, three year old psyche to swerve off course toward
A path, strewn with negatively focused misperceptions, which
Caused more than one aspect of my self worth to feel
So wounded as to have left me gasping for breath, and
Each time one of those festering wounds exhibits readiness to emerge
Guess what accompanies my growing sense of conscious awareness?
The same degree of anxiety, concerning my self worth, which had stymied
My think tank at the age of three—with this caveat: Whereas
A three year old child is utterly inexperienced at navigating around
Emotional sink holes, the experienced adult of today has come to
Place my faith in this tried and true fact: With EMDR therapy serving
As my guiding light, I feel self-confident that my inner detective will
Shine the spotlight of deeper truth upon this particular injury to
My psyche, which having suffered the effects of PTSD, has been
Painfully in need of healing for more than seventy years ... and
Now that today's train of thought has tapped into an intelligent sense of
Self confidence, here's why I believe my current bout of emergent anxiety will
Continue to diminish, no matter how rocky yesteryear's terrain proved to be:
I've worked to empower my smarts to control my anxious visceral reactions by
Visualizing my personal strengths holding steady to the wheel while
The whole of me drives over this pothole that will not suddenly feel like
A sinkhole, waiting to swallow me, as long as most of my think tank feels
Safely seat belted within my adult brain's knowledgeable hands, and
Though I cannot yet clarify where my intuitive powers may be coaxing
My intelligence to go, next, I respect the fact that anxiety suggests moving
Forward with a cautious sense of emotional restraint, because
The steps ahead seem to be beckoning my conscious awareness to
Ready itself to encounter a dark memory, and thus has today's post
Highlighted insight into why I'll not consciously choose to direct
The next lap of my path without being accompanied by
The astute coaching skills of my EMDR therapist ...
"Optimism for me isn't a passive expectation that things will get better. It's a conviction that we can make things better ... if we don't lose hope and we don't look away."
- Melinda Gates
Wednesday, May 24, 2017
1462 EASIER SAID THAN DONE!
Damn!
I've been unable to coax a story ... any kind of story
Out of my memory to save my blog from
Hanging on the line, blowing in the wind
Then, last weekend, I found out why that's true:
Dear friends from high school were our houseguests
And as we've loved each other through thick and thin for
More than half a century, our minds seem to work in
Tandem without allowing our defense systems to block
Deeper truths from being freely exchanged, back and forth
So when my treasured friend heard me mention that
I've been experiencing writer's block and
Can't withdraw any kind of story from my memory bank
She, being a therapist, replied: A fear in need of
Subconscious release is blocking your conscious sense of clarity ...
And as her response rang true, I realized that pushing against
My wall of denial increased my resistance, leaving me with
No recourse other than to muster patience while
My brain's intuitive ability to identify, absorb and
Resolve my current state of mental complexity encourages
A deeply repressed childhood fear to re-emerge, thus offering
My taxed thought processor's sense of inner tension sound reason to
Relax until clarity is, once again, mine, and while
I muster the patience to offer my intuitive powers clearance to overcome
The overwhelming nature of my thought processor's
Current struggle with an unidentified inner conflict, I hope you'll choose to
Sit your frustration, concerning the devisive traffic jam inside
My head, in timeout right next to my own until
My brain's natural sense of self confident wholeness returns, signaling
My subconscious of my budding sense of readiness to open
This particular door in my wall of denial, behind which we can imagine
A hooded, childhood fear holding my storyteller hostage by way of
Gagging and tying my sense of clarity to a chair, and having conjured up
That picture in my mind, tis time for the super sleuth within
My brain to call forth a host of inner strengths necessary to
Wrestle unnamed fear (related to repressed emotional pain) to the mat in hopes of
Gaining insight into unhooding yet another deeper truth, concerning
An attitude that most likely demeans my self worth, and suddenly
I've come to see that today's train of intuitive thoughtt is reminding me to
Keep this deeper truth in the forefront of my mind: No pain, no gain ... Whew!
I've been unable to coax a story ... any kind of story
Out of my memory to save my blog from
Hanging on the line, blowing in the wind
Then, last weekend, I found out why that's true:
Dear friends from high school were our houseguests
And as we've loved each other through thick and thin for
More than half a century, our minds seem to work in
Tandem without allowing our defense systems to block
Deeper truths from being freely exchanged, back and forth
So when my treasured friend heard me mention that
I've been experiencing writer's block and
Can't withdraw any kind of story from my memory bank
She, being a therapist, replied: A fear in need of
Subconscious release is blocking your conscious sense of clarity ...
And as her response rang true, I realized that pushing against
My wall of denial increased my resistance, leaving me with
No recourse other than to muster patience while
My brain's intuitive ability to identify, absorb and
Resolve my current state of mental complexity encourages
A deeply repressed childhood fear to re-emerge, thus offering
My taxed thought processor's sense of inner tension sound reason to
Relax until clarity is, once again, mine, and while
I muster the patience to offer my intuitive powers clearance to overcome
The overwhelming nature of my thought processor's
Current struggle with an unidentified inner conflict, I hope you'll choose to
Sit your frustration, concerning the devisive traffic jam inside
My head, in timeout right next to my own until
My brain's natural sense of self confident wholeness returns, signaling
My subconscious of my budding sense of readiness to open
This particular door in my wall of denial, behind which we can imagine
A hooded, childhood fear holding my storyteller hostage by way of
Gagging and tying my sense of clarity to a chair, and having conjured up
That picture in my mind, tis time for the super sleuth within
My brain to call forth a host of inner strengths necessary to
Wrestle unnamed fear (related to repressed emotional pain) to the mat in hopes of
Gaining insight into unhooding yet another deeper truth, concerning
An attitude that most likely demeans my self worth, and suddenly
I've come to see that today's train of intuitive thoughtt is reminding me to
Keep this deeper truth in the forefront of my mind: No pain, no gain ... Whew!
Friday, May 19, 2017
1461 TIME TO REBALANCE CHILDHOOD TRAUMA WITH MEMORIES OF JOY
Today, I awoke with this thought in mind:
In hopes of gaining insight into knowing myself in depth
I've spent most of my writing time penning posts in which
The natural emergence of intuitive trains of thought sought to
Illuminate reasons why one unresolved childhood trauma created
A subconscious mindset that led me toward unwittingly experiencing
More of the same, suggesting that it's high time to rebalance
That view of my life by inviting you to accompany me through
A door in my memory, behind which we'll delight in joyous stories that
Prove more plentiful than the subjective focus of my blog may have
Led you to believe was true, thus far ... in short ...
If deeper truth suggests that there are two sides to every story then
That includes stories we tell and believe are true about ourselves ...
In hopes of gaining insight into knowing myself in depth
I've spent most of my writing time penning posts in which
The natural emergence of intuitive trains of thought sought to
Illuminate reasons why one unresolved childhood trauma created
A subconscious mindset that led me toward unwittingly experiencing
More of the same, suggesting that it's high time to rebalance
That view of my life by inviting you to accompany me through
A door in my memory, behind which we'll delight in joyous stories that
Prove more plentiful than the subjective focus of my blog may have
Led you to believe was true, thus far ... in short ...
If deeper truth suggests that there are two sides to every story then
That includes stories we tell and believe are true about ourselves ...
Monday, May 15, 2017
1460 HERE'S WHAT LIES BEHIND EVERY PLAN THAT YOU BELIEVE IS BASED PURELY IN LOGIC
Hidden behind every plan, seemingly based purely in logic, is
A string of insights (relating back to a mind blowing
Emotional experience during childhood), which awaits
A stream of intuitive thought upon which to emerge from
Subconscious storage, and if that experience exposed
Your vulnerability to an adult authority figure, whose
Reactions served to demean your self worth then
You can understand why Mother Nature programmed
Your defense system to block a detailed account of
Your most fearsome reaction behind a wall of denial until
You've developed heightened levels of self disciplined
Emotional maturity necessary to inspire your conscious mind to
Make sound use of a specific set of inner strengths, namely:
Humility, courage, patience and resilience, all of which
Must intertwine before your intuitive powers can
Develop the capability to probe ever more deeply into
Your memory in hopes of releasing a detailed account of
The main root of your darkest subconscious fear, which
Having been based in childhood trauma, catalyzed
Your little corner of the world to swirl so suddenly into
A stormy, windswept, sense of personal despair as to have
Cast your budding sense of self onto a deeply puzzling
Maze-like path where a portion of your thought processor has
Unwittingly remained stuck, clinging for dear life, to
Dccisions, based more in yesteryear's fear of
Impassioned emotion than you consciously know, and
That's why decisions, seemingly based solely in logic, will
Continue to be more heavily influenced by
A defensive attitude, concerning fear for your personal safety as
Long as subconscious emotionally insecure reactions, manifesting as
Anxiety, remain separated from the emotionally matured, conscious portion of
Your brain, and thus has today's stream of intuitive thought awakened
My conscious mind to this fact that's true for people, worldwide:
Your mindset (and mine) will remain blind to insight attempting to
Clue your intelligence into the main root of your darkest fear, which
Your defense system will continue to deny until humility, courage
Patience and resilience open your eyes and ears to today's string of
Insights attempting to speak directly to you for this reason:
As long as your eyes and ears remain closed to pinpointing
The subconscious attitude, which proves in need of personal growth
It's likely that your many strengths will be compromised by
Unidentified vulnerabilities each time your little voice of
Subconscious fear directs your eyes and ears to focus solely upon
The same narrow path that has felt compatible with your sense of
Safety until, lo and behold, fate will offer your brain another
Utterly unexpected intensely emotional experience that packs such
A magnetically electrifying wallop as to rock your inner world off
Its axis, shocking your intelligent connection to logic to the core, compelling
Your subconscious intelligence to release your power of intuition to
Guide the conscious portion of your mind toward acknowledging
Your innermost need to re-examine the confounding nature of
Your conflicting adult strengths and vulnerabilities as though through
A microscopic lens, and though your surface demeanor may
Seem serene as you tread back through the 'logically-minded' path, which
Your decision-making process has chosen to cling to, over
Most of your life, your brain, like that of every person who has ever
Experienced life on earth, harbors a panic button, which
Instinctively signals subconscious alarm (anxiety) by alerting
Your adrenal glands to release adrenaline, which shuts down
The Neo cortex in favor of focusing all of your mental energy upon
Inner need to fight, flee or freeze whenever any portion of
A wholly unexpected experience feels remotely similar to
The emotional undertow of that deeply repressed (unidentified)
Childhood trauma, which, erupting with the force of
A volcanic explosion, catalyzes the sudden implosion of
Your adult connection to self worth for as long as
The painfully anxious, hauntingly daunting eruption of
Raw, unhealed, emotional turbulence (that has been
Secretly submerged within pockets of your subconscious ever
Since childhood) remains unnamed, suggesting this
Next string of insights: Though Mother Nature saw fit to protect
Your spirit from drowning in despair by burying the depth of your fear of
Re-experiencing any emotional uprising that might feel remotely similar to
That day when an innocent child with malice toward none had been
Deemed guilty of committing so heinous a crime as to have caused
The deeply confounded mind of this small child to feel so
Completely rejected by anger emoting from a beloved, all-powerful
Authority figure as to have unknowingly shattered
This child's tenuous connection to personal safety, most especially when
His budding sense of self worth had reason to feel tossed back and forth
Amongst hot winded gusts of emotional unpredictability, where
Feeling utterly alone and bereft of mature adult guidance, the self image of
A sincerely good, little boy (or girl) becomes disproportionately, though
Imperceptibly, out of sync with reality, and feeling more guilty of
Wrong doing than was actually true, this child's inexperienced think tank
Developed such a distrust of impassioned emotion as to have caused
His decision-making process to lean so heavily toward logic as to have
Blocked his ears from heeding his voice of intuition beseeching
His conscious intelligence to peer ever more deeply within his
Psyche in hopes of catching sight of insights in a jar that would
Shine the spot light of conscious connection upon a realistically
Rebalanced sense of self awareness, which, upon tapping into with
A greater degree of consistency, concerning the quick release of
Intuitive trains of thought, would automatically expunge
The heavy weight of undeserved guilt, which his subconscious has
Unknowingly harbored, unnecessarily, throughout each stage of his life
And not until the main root of childhood's heavy burden of
Undeserved guilt has been readily identified, fully exposed and released will
This person's spirit feel liberated from existing within this lonesome state of
Perpetual limbo to rejoice over having freed his (her) conscious mindset to
Grow toward absorbing bite-sized morsels of wisdom so as to declare oneself
So light-hearted as to frolic, feeling younger than Springtime, at long last!
On the other hand, if, having read this post, you still have
No conscious clue of reason to identify personally with
Each string of insights that my intuitive powers has just described then
Perhaps you'd appreciate an example of a thought process, which had
Seemed logically based in positive focus until
Today's stream of intuitive consciousness compelled my intelligence to
Muster the humility, courage, patience and resilience necessary to
Peel away at yet another layer of my defensive wall of denial in order to
Expose a subconscious fear, which, hiding behind yesteryear's
Black cloud of self doubt, had kept yet another aspect of my self worth
Stuck within an unidentified, lonely state of insecurity until ... this morning:
Though I've always looked forward to planning parties for others with
A natural sense of pleasure, parties planned in celebration of my life caused
Every atom of my being to quiver slightly with discomfort, and
I've had no clue of what makes me feel undeserving until
An intuitive train of thought probed through another layer of
My wall of denial, exposing yet another pocket of undeserved guilt, which
Had remained tucked out of sight within subconscious storage until
I awakened this morning feeling compelled to pen this stream of consciousness after
Will and I enjoyed our celebration of Mother's Day at
Celina and Steven's new home, yesterday, and having released that last thought
Suddenly, I feel intuitive need to stop writing in favor of absorbing
Today's string of insights more deeply into my conscious think tank ...
Hmmm ...
A string of insights (relating back to a mind blowing
Emotional experience during childhood), which awaits
A stream of intuitive thought upon which to emerge from
Subconscious storage, and if that experience exposed
Your vulnerability to an adult authority figure, whose
Reactions served to demean your self worth then
You can understand why Mother Nature programmed
Your defense system to block a detailed account of
Your most fearsome reaction behind a wall of denial until
You've developed heightened levels of self disciplined
Emotional maturity necessary to inspire your conscious mind to
Make sound use of a specific set of inner strengths, namely:
Humility, courage, patience and resilience, all of which
Must intertwine before your intuitive powers can
Develop the capability to probe ever more deeply into
Your memory in hopes of releasing a detailed account of
The main root of your darkest subconscious fear, which
Having been based in childhood trauma, catalyzed
Your little corner of the world to swirl so suddenly into
A stormy, windswept, sense of personal despair as to have
Cast your budding sense of self onto a deeply puzzling
Maze-like path where a portion of your thought processor has
Unwittingly remained stuck, clinging for dear life, to
Dccisions, based more in yesteryear's fear of
Impassioned emotion than you consciously know, and
That's why decisions, seemingly based solely in logic, will
Continue to be more heavily influenced by
A defensive attitude, concerning fear for your personal safety as
Long as subconscious emotionally insecure reactions, manifesting as
Anxiety, remain separated from the emotionally matured, conscious portion of
Your brain, and thus has today's stream of intuitive thought awakened
My conscious mind to this fact that's true for people, worldwide:
Your mindset (and mine) will remain blind to insight attempting to
Clue your intelligence into the main root of your darkest fear, which
Your defense system will continue to deny until humility, courage
Patience and resilience open your eyes and ears to today's string of
Insights attempting to speak directly to you for this reason:
As long as your eyes and ears remain closed to pinpointing
The subconscious attitude, which proves in need of personal growth
It's likely that your many strengths will be compromised by
Unidentified vulnerabilities each time your little voice of
Subconscious fear directs your eyes and ears to focus solely upon
The same narrow path that has felt compatible with your sense of
Safety until, lo and behold, fate will offer your brain another
Utterly unexpected intensely emotional experience that packs such
A magnetically electrifying wallop as to rock your inner world off
Its axis, shocking your intelligent connection to logic to the core, compelling
Your subconscious intelligence to release your power of intuition to
Guide the conscious portion of your mind toward acknowledging
Your innermost need to re-examine the confounding nature of
Your conflicting adult strengths and vulnerabilities as though through
A microscopic lens, and though your surface demeanor may
Seem serene as you tread back through the 'logically-minded' path, which
Your decision-making process has chosen to cling to, over
Most of your life, your brain, like that of every person who has ever
Experienced life on earth, harbors a panic button, which
Instinctively signals subconscious alarm (anxiety) by alerting
Your adrenal glands to release adrenaline, which shuts down
The Neo cortex in favor of focusing all of your mental energy upon
Inner need to fight, flee or freeze whenever any portion of
A wholly unexpected experience feels remotely similar to
The emotional undertow of that deeply repressed (unidentified)
Childhood trauma, which, erupting with the force of
A volcanic explosion, catalyzes the sudden implosion of
Your adult connection to self worth for as long as
The painfully anxious, hauntingly daunting eruption of
Raw, unhealed, emotional turbulence (that has been
Secretly submerged within pockets of your subconscious ever
Since childhood) remains unnamed, suggesting this
Next string of insights: Though Mother Nature saw fit to protect
Your spirit from drowning in despair by burying the depth of your fear of
Re-experiencing any emotional uprising that might feel remotely similar to
That day when an innocent child with malice toward none had been
Deemed guilty of committing so heinous a crime as to have caused
The deeply confounded mind of this small child to feel so
Completely rejected by anger emoting from a beloved, all-powerful
Authority figure as to have unknowingly shattered
This child's tenuous connection to personal safety, most especially when
His budding sense of self worth had reason to feel tossed back and forth
Amongst hot winded gusts of emotional unpredictability, where
Feeling utterly alone and bereft of mature adult guidance, the self image of
A sincerely good, little boy (or girl) becomes disproportionately, though
Imperceptibly, out of sync with reality, and feeling more guilty of
Wrong doing than was actually true, this child's inexperienced think tank
Developed such a distrust of impassioned emotion as to have caused
His decision-making process to lean so heavily toward logic as to have
Blocked his ears from heeding his voice of intuition beseeching
His conscious intelligence to peer ever more deeply within his
Psyche in hopes of catching sight of insights in a jar that would
Shine the spot light of conscious connection upon a realistically
Rebalanced sense of self awareness, which, upon tapping into with
A greater degree of consistency, concerning the quick release of
Intuitive trains of thought, would automatically expunge
The heavy weight of undeserved guilt, which his subconscious has
Unknowingly harbored, unnecessarily, throughout each stage of his life
And not until the main root of childhood's heavy burden of
Undeserved guilt has been readily identified, fully exposed and released will
This person's spirit feel liberated from existing within this lonesome state of
Perpetual limbo to rejoice over having freed his (her) conscious mindset to
Grow toward absorbing bite-sized morsels of wisdom so as to declare oneself
So light-hearted as to frolic, feeling younger than Springtime, at long last!
On the other hand, if, having read this post, you still have
No conscious clue of reason to identify personally with
Each string of insights that my intuitive powers has just described then
Perhaps you'd appreciate an example of a thought process, which had
Seemed logically based in positive focus until
Today's stream of intuitive consciousness compelled my intelligence to
Muster the humility, courage, patience and resilience necessary to
Peel away at yet another layer of my defensive wall of denial in order to
Expose a subconscious fear, which, hiding behind yesteryear's
Black cloud of self doubt, had kept yet another aspect of my self worth
Stuck within an unidentified, lonely state of insecurity until ... this morning:
Though I've always looked forward to planning parties for others with
A natural sense of pleasure, parties planned in celebration of my life caused
Every atom of my being to quiver slightly with discomfort, and
I've had no clue of what makes me feel undeserving until
An intuitive train of thought probed through another layer of
My wall of denial, exposing yet another pocket of undeserved guilt, which
Had remained tucked out of sight within subconscious storage until
I awakened this morning feeling compelled to pen this stream of consciousness after
Will and I enjoyed our celebration of Mother's Day at
Celina and Steven's new home, yesterday, and having released that last thought
Suddenly, I feel intuitive need to stop writing in favor of absorbing
Today's string of insights more deeply into my conscious think tank ...
Hmmm ...
Sunday, May 14, 2017
1459 TODAY'S WISH FOR THE WORLD
If I was a hummingbird and you were a flower
I'd fly to your side and briefly hover nearby
To wish each of you a happy, healthy, heartfelt Mother's Day
Spent in harmonic connection with all who color your life with love
I'd fly to your side and briefly hover nearby
To wish each of you a happy, healthy, heartfelt Mother's Day
Spent in harmonic connection with all who color your life with love
Wednesday, May 10, 2017
1458D MOHANDAS KARAMCHAND GANDHI
If Mahatma Gandhi (whose measured words, quiet actions and heartfelt deeds inspired minds to think deep when I was a child) swooped down from on high, I believe his humanitarian spirit would feel need to whisper three thoughts into The Donald's ear:
"When restraint and courtesy are added to strength, the latter becomes irresistible"
"Be the change that you wish to see for the world"
Then, clothed in naught but a loincloth, the sage might ask the leader of the free world (clothed in a hand tailored, multi-thousand dollar suit) to ponder the role of humility in strengthening leadership, most especially when change for the better at home and abroad, remain beyond reach, overlong.
Wikipedia
Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi (/ˈɡɑːndi, ˈɡæn-/;[2] 2 October 1869 – 30 January 1948) was the leader of the Indian independence movement in British-ruled India. Employing nonviolent civil disobedience, Gandhi led India to independence and inspired movements for civil rights and freedom across the world. The honorific Mahātmā (Sanskrit: "high-souled", "venerable")[3]—applied to him first in 1914 in South Africa[4]—is now used worldwide. In India, he is also called Bapu (Gujarati: endearment for "father",[5] "papa"[5][6]) and Gandhiji. He is unofficially called the Father of the Nation.[7][8]
"When restraint and courtesy are added to strength, the latter becomes irresistible"
"Be the change that you wish to see for the world"
Then, clothed in naught but a loincloth, the sage might ask the leader of the free world (clothed in a hand tailored, multi-thousand dollar suit) to ponder the role of humility in strengthening leadership, most especially when change for the better at home and abroad, remain beyond reach, overlong.
Wikipedia
Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi (/ˈɡɑːndi, ˈɡæn-/;[2] 2 October 1869 – 30 January 1948) was the leader of the Indian independence movement in British-ruled India. Employing nonviolent civil disobedience, Gandhi led India to independence and inspired movements for civil rights and freedom across the world. The honorific Mahātmā (Sanskrit: "high-souled", "venerable")[3]—applied to him first in 1914 in South Africa[4]—is now used worldwide. In India, he is also called Bapu (Gujarati: endearment for "father",[5] "papa"[5][6]) and Gandhiji. He is unofficially called the Father of the Nation.[7][8]
Sunday, May 7, 2017
1458C A THOUGHT ABOUT TRUMP'S WALL
If you don't like the bed you've made but do nothing to
Create change for the better then your thought processor
May be stuck to yesteryear's narrow-minded
Decision-making process, and if that's the case then
You might consider need to turn up the volume on
Your intuitive powers in hopes of awakening, one morning, to
Positively focused trains of thought stirring your think tank to
Lift your spirit out of complacency, which, over time, leads
Straight toward the doldrums, and having done that myself
May I respectfully suggest that once you choose to awaken
Personal need to confront deeper truths by setting out on
A personal quest to Know Thyself in depth, your sense of
Self awareness will heighten, incrementally, each time
An intuitive stream of consciousness offers your processor
The missing key to unlocking doors in your wall of denial, behind
Which your subconscious harbors aspects of your
Character development, which being stunted during childhood
Have been signaling your need to freely embrace self-motivated
Personal growth spurts in direct proportion to the extent that your
Sense of personal choice has been in need of expansion, and
If it's true that opening your mindset to embark upon
An existential quest for deeper truth removes blinders and earmuffs
So as to refocus your mind's eye and ear toward your spirit's
Innate desire to switch tracks from denial toward openly acknowledging
Subconscious attitudes (which, releasing negatively focused
Trains of thought based in yesteryear's fearsome experience, limit
Your sense of choice) in favor of awakening to positively focused
Thoughts, which, chugging intuitively (naturally) out of
The peaceful (adventurous) portion of your brain, expand
Your sense of personal choice in the same manner as it has
Just become apparent that my growing sense of self awareness
Awakened, today with less fear of Trump's deaf ear slamming
Well-educated, strong spirited, truth seeking American brainpower
Against his defense system's wall of denial, overlong! And thus do
We come to see that the title of today's post doth not refer to Trump's
Mexican Wall but rather to the wall, separating his smarts from his rants
Ah! If only Socrates' spirit would swoop down from on high to enlighten
Emperor Trump of the fact that tis not the wall dividing
The USA from Mexico that may serve as his Waterloo but rather
His egocentric wall of denial that's in need of dismantling within
His very own wooden headed stance, thus freeing the intelligence of
His Royal Stubbornness to see that which we see when observing
A mortal, born to Godlike riches, perceiving himself as having
Risen to reign, worldwide, as King of the Mountain, when reality suggests that
Over these past 100 days, Trump's two-faced stance has been balancing
Precariously atop a smoking volcano, highlighting this naked truth:
Trump's wall of denial stunts no one's think tank as much as his own
Suggesting that each time he suffers another bout of Foot-stuffed-in-mouth
Dis/ease, followed by tooting his own horn in a tweet, Trump's proverbial
Wall of Jericho draws nearer to tumbling down for this reason:
Leadership cannot Make America Great Again without considering
The greater good of one and all—and if, during Trump's reign over
The home of the free and the brave, our congress continues to tumble
Downhill, as fast as did Jill after Jack broke his crown, then
Good riddance to like-minds, whose self absorption has caused
Our great nation to stumble blindly off of the path, upon which
Men, women and children are likely to tread, once
We grow self aware of our collective need to join hands, circle
Round our nation's symbol of 'Freedom for all', polishing
The tarnish from Lady Liberty in perpetuity in hopes of
Stripping away layers of hypocrisy, which, being common to
Mankind as a whole, is a trait that one and all must see
Reflecting back, to some extent, from within every mirror if
Our nation is to lead the nations of the world toward
Absorbing and embracing the soulful attitude that proves
Inherent to 'good will toward all' ... as we confront the reality that
Democracies, riddled with hypocrisy, cannot bring about
Positive changes, necessary to creating lasting peace and
Good will at home or abroad until we elect governing bodies made up of
Men and women who create laws, based in deeper truths, suggesting why
The creation of lasting change for the better charges our voting population
To grow ever more aware of the strengths and vulnerabilities of
Candidates running for office, and today's train of thought
Brings me to Trump's first hundred days in office, which, if
You ask me, has accomplished one positive, and if you ask me
To turn the spotlight of positively focused insight toward
Highlighting sound reason for penning that statement, I'd go on to say:
Never in my voting years have I seen so many eyes fly open in hopes of
Seeking deeper truth, concerning the serious nature of this reality:
If we hope to ensure that the strengths of our government serve the
Needs of the people, by the people and for the people then
We, who populate our great nation, must remain wide awake in
Hopes of electing congressional candidates to office whose
Open minded attitudes will seek to hear, feel and serve the majority of their
Constituents' basic needs or else those holding office can expect to
Find themselves stripped bare, tarred, feathered and run out of D.C. due to
Their narrow-minded inability to dig themselves out of
The very same black hole in which both political parties of our congress
May be seen, clawing their way to the top of the hypocritical heap, proving
Themselves as nakedly self serving as is self-evident of Emperor Trump ...
Though The Donald hath duped much of the populous into foolishly thinking
They'd elected a non-politician to political power, today's insight-driven
Train of thought spotlight's this reality: All successful businessmen
Prove to be political creatures, who promote nothing better than
Selling themselves, suggesting that a master salesman can sell anything by
Talking through both sides of his mouth until a professional blowhard
Inhales so much of his own hot air as to pop countless pairs of
Disillusioned eyes to fly open with need to lift the brims of
Their red hats high enough to soak in more than a glimpse of
This deeper truth: Trump is not and never has been 'one of us'
Nor is he a just and merciful god but rather a silver spooned charlatan
Whose unbridled ego hath built the gilded cage within which
The Donald prays to his golden calf while his intelligence remains
Blindfolded and chained to his defensive wall of denial, and just as
My subconscious hid the key to liberating my wholesome, rebalanced
Self respecting stance of self worth, so doth the keys to unblocking
Egocentric (Narrow-minded) thought processors, across our great nation, await
The emergence of insight-driven trains of thought, which, tunneling through
Defensive walls, may liberate each person's sense of readiness to tap into
Moments fraught with need for self-discovery, compelling individuals to
Develop and discuss a growing sense of personal urgency (to seek
The light at the end of the tunnel), which is sure to spread, ever more
Expansively, over our great land, as Emperor Trump's empty promises, over
These first hundred days, are witnessed from sea to shining sea, and
With hopes that the complexity of today's insight-driven
Intuitive train of thought has been clearly stated, I sense
The next rest station awaiting my think tank's arrival, so nuff venting for today
Time to switch tracks in favor of enjoying an afternoon of
Mental relaxation and pure enjoyment, knowing that my playdate with Ravi
Lies directly ahead ... and what could lift and brighten my spirit more than that?
Create change for the better then your thought processor
May be stuck to yesteryear's narrow-minded
Decision-making process, and if that's the case then
You might consider need to turn up the volume on
Your intuitive powers in hopes of awakening, one morning, to
Positively focused trains of thought stirring your think tank to
Lift your spirit out of complacency, which, over time, leads
Straight toward the doldrums, and having done that myself
May I respectfully suggest that once you choose to awaken
Personal need to confront deeper truths by setting out on
A personal quest to Know Thyself in depth, your sense of
Self awareness will heighten, incrementally, each time
An intuitive stream of consciousness offers your processor
The missing key to unlocking doors in your wall of denial, behind
Which your subconscious harbors aspects of your
Character development, which being stunted during childhood
Have been signaling your need to freely embrace self-motivated
Personal growth spurts in direct proportion to the extent that your
Sense of personal choice has been in need of expansion, and
If it's true that opening your mindset to embark upon
An existential quest for deeper truth removes blinders and earmuffs
So as to refocus your mind's eye and ear toward your spirit's
Innate desire to switch tracks from denial toward openly acknowledging
Subconscious attitudes (which, releasing negatively focused
Trains of thought based in yesteryear's fearsome experience, limit
Your sense of choice) in favor of awakening to positively focused
Thoughts, which, chugging intuitively (naturally) out of
The peaceful (adventurous) portion of your brain, expand
Your sense of personal choice in the same manner as it has
Just become apparent that my growing sense of self awareness
Awakened, today with less fear of Trump's deaf ear slamming
Well-educated, strong spirited, truth seeking American brainpower
Against his defense system's wall of denial, overlong! And thus do
We come to see that the title of today's post doth not refer to Trump's
Mexican Wall but rather to the wall, separating his smarts from his rants
Ah! If only Socrates' spirit would swoop down from on high to enlighten
Emperor Trump of the fact that tis not the wall dividing
The USA from Mexico that may serve as his Waterloo but rather
His egocentric wall of denial that's in need of dismantling within
His very own wooden headed stance, thus freeing the intelligence of
His Royal Stubbornness to see that which we see when observing
A mortal, born to Godlike riches, perceiving himself as having
Risen to reign, worldwide, as King of the Mountain, when reality suggests that
Over these past 100 days, Trump's two-faced stance has been balancing
Precariously atop a smoking volcano, highlighting this naked truth:
Trump's wall of denial stunts no one's think tank as much as his own
Suggesting that each time he suffers another bout of Foot-stuffed-in-mouth
Dis/ease, followed by tooting his own horn in a tweet, Trump's proverbial
Wall of Jericho draws nearer to tumbling down for this reason:
Leadership cannot Make America Great Again without considering
The greater good of one and all—and if, during Trump's reign over
The home of the free and the brave, our congress continues to tumble
Downhill, as fast as did Jill after Jack broke his crown, then
Good riddance to like-minds, whose self absorption has caused
Our great nation to stumble blindly off of the path, upon which
Men, women and children are likely to tread, once
We grow self aware of our collective need to join hands, circle
Round our nation's symbol of 'Freedom for all', polishing
The tarnish from Lady Liberty in perpetuity in hopes of
Stripping away layers of hypocrisy, which, being common to
Mankind as a whole, is a trait that one and all must see
Reflecting back, to some extent, from within every mirror if
Our nation is to lead the nations of the world toward
Absorbing and embracing the soulful attitude that proves
Inherent to 'good will toward all' ... as we confront the reality that
Democracies, riddled with hypocrisy, cannot bring about
Positive changes, necessary to creating lasting peace and
Good will at home or abroad until we elect governing bodies made up of
Men and women who create laws, based in deeper truths, suggesting why
The creation of lasting change for the better charges our voting population
To grow ever more aware of the strengths and vulnerabilities of
Candidates running for office, and today's train of thought
Brings me to Trump's first hundred days in office, which, if
You ask me, has accomplished one positive, and if you ask me
To turn the spotlight of positively focused insight toward
Highlighting sound reason for penning that statement, I'd go on to say:
Never in my voting years have I seen so many eyes fly open in hopes of
Seeking deeper truth, concerning the serious nature of this reality:
If we hope to ensure that the strengths of our government serve the
Needs of the people, by the people and for the people then
We, who populate our great nation, must remain wide awake in
Hopes of electing congressional candidates to office whose
Open minded attitudes will seek to hear, feel and serve the majority of their
Constituents' basic needs or else those holding office can expect to
Find themselves stripped bare, tarred, feathered and run out of D.C. due to
Their narrow-minded inability to dig themselves out of
The very same black hole in which both political parties of our congress
May be seen, clawing their way to the top of the hypocritical heap, proving
Themselves as nakedly self serving as is self-evident of Emperor Trump ...
Though The Donald hath duped much of the populous into foolishly thinking
They'd elected a non-politician to political power, today's insight-driven
Train of thought spotlight's this reality: All successful businessmen
Prove to be political creatures, who promote nothing better than
Selling themselves, suggesting that a master salesman can sell anything by
Talking through both sides of his mouth until a professional blowhard
Inhales so much of his own hot air as to pop countless pairs of
Disillusioned eyes to fly open with need to lift the brims of
Their red hats high enough to soak in more than a glimpse of
This deeper truth: Trump is not and never has been 'one of us'
Nor is he a just and merciful god but rather a silver spooned charlatan
Whose unbridled ego hath built the gilded cage within which
The Donald prays to his golden calf while his intelligence remains
Blindfolded and chained to his defensive wall of denial, and just as
My subconscious hid the key to liberating my wholesome, rebalanced
Self respecting stance of self worth, so doth the keys to unblocking
Egocentric (Narrow-minded) thought processors, across our great nation, await
The emergence of insight-driven trains of thought, which, tunneling through
Defensive walls, may liberate each person's sense of readiness to tap into
Moments fraught with need for self-discovery, compelling individuals to
Develop and discuss a growing sense of personal urgency (to seek
The light at the end of the tunnel), which is sure to spread, ever more
Expansively, over our great land, as Emperor Trump's empty promises, over
These first hundred days, are witnessed from sea to shining sea, and
With hopes that the complexity of today's insight-driven
Intuitive train of thought has been clearly stated, I sense
The next rest station awaiting my think tank's arrival, so nuff venting for today
Time to switch tracks in favor of enjoying an afternoon of
Mental relaxation and pure enjoyment, knowing that my playdate with Ravi
Lies directly ahead ... and what could lift and brighten my spirit more than that?
Friday, May 5, 2017
1458B MY PROCESS IS A WORK IN PROGRESS ...
Post 1458 aired such a complex flight of interrelated insights as to implore the editor within my brain to work, over these past several days, toward enhancing my sense of clarity, one line at a time, and though brevity is, most certainly, not my forte, I believe your processor may spotlight insights with a greater sense of simplicity, today, than had been possible when Post 1458 was first published, last Monday ...
Monday, May 1, 2017
1458 TIS NOT TRUE THAT SOMEDAY A PRINCE WILL COME
First things first:
Post 1456 has been edited several times as I've worked to
Simplify complex trains of intuitive thought, which chugged out of
My brain so quickly as to have ensnared strings of
Significant insights like schools of fish in a net, challenging
My intelligence with re-organizing that stream of consciousness in
Hopes of easing your absorption of insight with clarity intact
And in addition to highlighting the importance of the writer's ability
To make good use of the editing process to simplify strings of insight
So as not to tax the reader's brain with need to slog through line after line of
My mental complexity, I've just become aware of the insight, which
Inspired my conscious mind to sense Socrates' spirit hovering
So close to mine as to have high-fived the evolutionary process of
My intuitive powers, and now, one word of caution before
Inviting your think tank to absorb this next train of thought, which
Is about to march across your screen, releasing personal perceptions that
At first glance may seem like another head-spinning jumble of unrelated
Mumblings when—in fact, every stream of consciousness, which
Marches out of my mind, proves interrelated, over time, and since
Mental complexity, which emerges in its rawest state may be
Confusing, at first, I'd like to note that piping hot insights, poppin'
As fast as kernels of corn, fresh off the cob, will surely make sense once
The editing process of this post is complete, and having clarified
That kernel of truth—ready or not—here comes
The train of thought, which marched out of my mind and then was
Withheld—I know not why—in drafts for several days before
Readiness directed me to publish it in its raw state, today:
Tis not true that some day a prince will come riding along on
A pure white steed, named Silver, to rescue
The Statue of Liberty, whose SOS signals of distress have been
Ensnared within darkly colored nets, made of egocentric prejudice and
Midas-like greed, dimming the perpetual flame of
Our lady's torch (which for more than two centuries has
In fairy tale fashion, symbolized a positively focused
Beacon of light welcoming wearied immigrants to land upon
Our shores, feeling hopeful to live free of prejudicial misjudgment so as
To create new lives in a land where their loved ones will thrive when
Historical truth spotlights sound reason for their disillusionment to
Deepen just as true love's first kiss upon my lips could not awaken
A twelve year old damsel in distress from denial's sleeping spell (which
Had blinded the conscious portion of my think tank from acknowledging
My inability to confront the frightening reality of
My own personal nightmare, which continued to clamor for
Subconscious release until recently, when my growing sense of
Emotional maturity felt ready to openly (courageously) confront
These deeper truths: Time doth not heal all wounds and
Reality doth not be a fairy tale in which love conquers all—
On the other hand, during my intuitive quest to know myself in depth
I happened upon a fork in the road where my life's path was studded with
Sign posts, each signaling an on-going series of insights that encouraged
My subconscious fear, concerning my self worth, to awaken from
Denial's sleeping spell, and here is a brief synopsis of insights, which
Got the ball rolling, stimulating self motivation to steer
My think tank toward resetting my course to focus upon
A personal quest to heighten my self awareness, little by little, on a daily basis:
Tis true that Mother Nature charges all people, who inhabit
The nations of our world, with carving an existential path, which
Being studded with many forks in the road, offers each of us
Two choices, repeatedly: We can choose the fork in the road where
Blind denial of our subconscious vulnerabilities will continue to
Crash head-on into dead ends, thus blindsiding our need to
Quest toward personal growth spurts (which, over time, serve to
Free the insecure portion of your processor and mine from remaining
Darkly focused upon projecting blame on others rather than
Assuming responsibility for our personal losses and professional failures) or—
We can choose the fork in the road which welcomes your present sense of
Self awareness and mine to muster the humility and courage necessary to
Free our intelligence to concentrate wholly upon reflecting more deeply over
Yesteryear's adversities with such exquisite clarity, concerning attention to
Detail, as to accept today's challenge of simplifying yesteryear's
Emotional complexity to the lowest common denominator until you and I
Come to understand why every person's chosen path resembles a hall of mirrors
Reflecting childhood's unresolved insecurities, spotlighting our need of
Maturation through each next stage of life, suggestive of
Our growing ability to gain intuitive insight, incrementally, by
Acknowledging yet another deeper truth: If two-sided creatures all people be
Then I must charge my intelligence with questing ever more deeply within so
As to highlight personal traits, which remain stuck to childhood insecurities and
Prejudicial beliefs in need of identifying before the conscious portion of
My thought processor can be freed to grow so astutely mature as to develop
The agility to acknowledge personal strengths, which have remained
Half baked, and each time a half baked strength is clearly acknowledged that's
When courage must focus my mind's eye upon need to embrace humility before
Humiliation signals a flood of adrenaline to overwhelm my processor, stimulating
My defense system to pile yet another layer onto my wall of denial, and ever since
That insight spoke through my intuitive voice directly to my intelligence, I've
Felt inspired to set my pained ego aside, repeatedly, in favor of gaining
An ever-deepening sense of intuitive trains of thought, flashing strings of
Insight so brightly through my think tank as to offer me
A simplistic view of yesteryears' emotional complexities, and
Each time the beacon of insight brightens my conscious sense of mindfulness
Inner conflicts, which had felt so challenging as to be
Mentally confounding, over long, resolve—and each story that
I plan to post will offer examples, clarifying that fact to be undeniably true
As we come to see how often courage and humility must be mustered to
Expand an egocentric view of one's own narrow-minded, subjective
(Defensive) stance, closed mindsets begin to grow ever more
Positively focused toward freely embracing an open-minded (objective)
Viewpoint, which proves more emotionally mature (sensitively aware of
Considering needs, which differ from your own) than had been possible at
An earlier time when denial reigned supreme, and thus do we come to see
Why an on-going series of personal growth spurts proves necessary if
We are to become ever more capable of enhancing
Our decision-making process by embracing leaps of faith, knowing that
For undetermined lengths of time, both feet may not feel securely
Grounded in mental certainty for this reason: While working to re-adjust our
Internal sense of mindful stability, we face a difficult rebalancing act, which
(Preceding change for the better), takes time to shore up—and during
Each unmeasured period of mental readjustment, peace of mind can't seem to
Find a minute's rest, offering us insight into the primary reason why
Lasting change depends upon our processors' mindful development of
Courage, humility, self motivated determination on the part of
Every person, whose current sense of self awareness chooses to climb up
Each next rung on the ladder, leading toward inner peace, grounded in self respect
Each time a newly expanded mindset has landed firmly on
A rung of well-grounded, objective reasoning, denial is no longer
Empowered to blind your intuitive intelligence and mine from
Recognizing insight, concerning insecure reactions and
Behaviors, which, in hindsight, proved emotionally immature, and as
Each growth spurt strengthens our resolve to work toward expanding
Our think tanks' capacity to make sound use of objective reflection in
Hopes of inspiring our conscious intelligence to tap, ever more
Naturally into insights that reveal deeper truths, we'd be wise to keep
This scientifically proven fact in the forefront of our minds:
You and I will always be two-sided creatures, suggesting our
Lifelong need to challenging our present state of self awareness to
Quest ever more astutely within our brains in hopes of discerning where
A dysfunctional portion of our brains' many functions may be currently
Creating a sense of chaotic inner conflict by clashing with
The healthy portion of our think tanks, especially at times when
Our defense system is keeping a secret from our conscious minds, and
With thoughts of self liberation in mind, common sense suggests
Steering oneself toward consciously awakening to our little voice of
Insight, attempting to heighten our sense of self awareness by degrees, thus
Inspiring us to make better use of our intuitive powers most especially when
Experiential viewpoints prove so narrow, in hindsight, as to be in need of
Discussion with an objective observer, whose compassionate agility with
Soothing words requests permission to knock on the door of your
Defense wall (or mine) in hopes of clarifying complex thought processes in
Need of simplifying with such attention to detail so as to refocus
Our sights ever more consistently, objectively, conscientiously and
Maturely upon traits where self improvement proves necessary until
We've grown to recognize inner conflict as challenging each of us to
Question past judgement calls in hopes of encouraging our think tanks to
Continue to evolve in such positive ways as to eventually observe
A budding sense of wholeness (Mind, Heart, Spirit, Soul) blooming
So brightly as to acknowledge oneself as having become
The highly principled individual, whom we'd mistakenly believed
Ourselves to be before our quest to heighten self awareness had begun
And in hopes of achieving this admirable long range feat of
Deepening my sense of emotional maturity throughout every stage of life
My stories will demonstrate each step forward that I've freely chosen
To take in hopes of conjoining my conscious intelligence with
My intuitive intelligence ever more naturally, necessitating
Turning down the volume on my subconscious voice of fear (which
Adheres to strong-willed stubbornness) in favor of tuning into
My 'adventurous voice of courage', which encourages my growing sense of
Wholeness to become more attentive to details in hopes of gaining insight into
Microscopic mental growth spurts taking place inside my head pretty much on
A daily basis, most especially when inner conflict has been disrupting
My sense of inner peace, overlong, and in case you'd like to ask which
Insight proves most productive, most often, as my lifelong quest to advance
My sense of well-rounded, personal and professional success keeps
My mind, body and spirit feeling younger than Springtime, I'd reply:
My think tank works to consciously and consistently recognize
My soulful choice to sit my defense system in time out in hopes of
Employing the most mature (intelligent) portion of my brain to
Identify narrow mindsets in need of expansion, resulting in
My embracing personal growth spurts more readily with each passing day
You see, t'was not a wicked witch, whose hardened heart and
Jealous mind had cast a sleeping spell upon the conscious portion of
My self-awareness, but rather Mother Nature, whose saving grace
Protects the undeveloped minds and vulnerable spirits of
Innocent children from succumbing to experiential terrors suffered during
Moments spent cowering neath authoritative parental indoctrination, which
All too often, proves fraught with heightened degrees of
Over-reactive, immature emotionality so as to repeatedly transform
The safe haven of home sweet home into a confounded child's living
Nightmare, and thus does Mother Nature's benevolence cast
Sleeping spells of denial over the overwhelmed minds of
Innocent children, who grow up to harbor subconscious fears and
Misperceptions of having been so bad as to have deserved
The emotionally immature rants of their beloved parents' verbal
And/or physical attacks (or icy periods of emotional withdrawal) until
The abused self image of this innocent child begins to attack
Him/herself, subconsciously, to differing degrees, and as this
Description of family life is true for all of us to some extent, I feel fortunate
To have experienced the good fortune to approach a fork in the road, whereby
A friend, extending a loving hand connected to a heartfelt, intuitive sense of
Emotionally mature, adult patience, beckoned to the healthy portion of
My self awareness to grow toward embracing a highly personal sense of
Readiness to tune into this intuitive fact: With astute guidance
Every human brain is capable of healing itself of subconscious pain, carried
Forward in its unidentified state throughout every stage of life until
We learn to differentiate between the voice of fear vs. the voice of
Intuitive courage, which empowers subconscious secrets to whisper of
Deeper truths in need of being fully disclosed to
Your growing sense of self awareness and mine—and
Had Socrates' life not been cut short by his peers, whose
Short-sighted mindsets proved too narrow for their own good
I have no doubt that the far reaching voice this sage would have grown
Ever more generous with his use of words so that during his lifetime
More folk may have tuned in when he charged each one to KNOW THYSELF more
Thoroughly, today, than proved possible yesterday, and though every writer
Needs an editor (most especially, me) my intuitive powers sense those times
When I publish a post that channels the spirit of the sage, swooping down from
On high to high five my growing sense of personal advancement each time
The woman-in-me feels a natural need to expand upon the brilliance of
A guy's message to mankind by penning my sense of clarity with attention to
Detail more than had his sparsity of words, and thus does today's
Lengthy stream of consciousness suggest that every well-educated
Adult think tank alive, during this age of self-discovery, is charged with
Identifying and absorbing half baked character traits in need of undergoing
Personal growth spurts until heightened levels of emotional maturity draw forth
A half baked armory of inner strengths, which must continue to
Develop, most especially during times of adversity, if our thought processors are
To overcome the sleeping spell of denial, which Mother Nature graciously deemed
Necessary to save our sanity each time fate saw fit to cast another
Terrifying turn for the worse over a child's sense of personal safety during
Those times when parental outrage served to diminish
A youngster's sense of self worth, and knowing that your defense system and
Mine had sound reason to build walls of denial, which continue to
Blind us to how often unidentified insecurities, concerning
The diminished state of our self worth, serve to swerve a conscious train of
Thought toward processing through a negatively focused complicated
Subconscious maze-like state that hypnotizes our intelligence into
Mistakenly believing that our personal perceptions, concerning 'feeling guilty'
are solely reflecting logical reasoning (when deeper truth reveals that
Subconsciously, we perceive of our behavior as falling short of
Parental expectations of perfection), isn't it time to refocus
Our intelligence toward questing ever more astutely within so as to
Liberate insight into deeper truth, which has been waiting, impatiently, to
Illuminate those times when the conscious portion of your think tank and mine
Clings insecurely to blind denial of our innermost needs, so our sense of
Self worth can stop deflecting any hint of information that actually proves to
Blend a well balanced sense of logic with emotion, today—and BTW—
I wonder if your thought processor caught wind of the fact that
My intuitive voice has just penned a post, which precisely describes
The emotionally immature, acrobatic feats performed by Trump's fanatical
Egocentric view of His leadership skills as blind denial empowers
His Highness's heightened level of subconscious insecurity to overwhelm
His hold on logic by blocking all sense of self awareness from acknowledging
One bold faced lie after another, each time reporters of 'fake' news force
Our newly elected, self-aggrandizing Emperor of The Divided States of America to
Parade his naked paranoia before the disillusioned populous, who
(Like those who've historically clubbed logic blindly to death by
Following the irrational leadership of a despot, whose negatively focused
Attitude instigates crowds of disgruntled, disillusioned rabble rousers to
Embrace mob rule when deeper truth indicates that the all of those
Mentioned above are behaving as do mud slingers who are clinging
For dear life to their last shreds of sanity, which continues to fray behind
Walls of emotional denial, so fearful are they, who stubbornly follow
A leader, whose lies dictate need to surround one, who is purely
Self absorbed with an army of 'yes men', whose collective state of denial has
Need to remain as blind as swarming bats flying into walls within
A cave so dark as to mask the naked vulnerability of each one's
Flawed character traits, which, inevitability, leads the blind to lead
The blind toward experiencing explosive emotional implosion while
Warning signs in plain sight, pointing straight toward
Certain disaster, dead ahead, become ever more self evident to
The incredulous minds of reputable reporters and stupefied voters, who
Like you and me, remain utterly aghast and yet mesmerized each time
We find ourselves fated to face yet another harsh reality, head on—and
Perhaps, you, too, can imagine The Statue of Liberty 'high-fiving' today's
Intuitively complex train of thought, which has somehow managed to
Cycle round toward cutting away at the thick web of nets, which have
Tried but failed to extinguish the torch of her guiding light, suggesting why
I can feel today's intuitive train of thought nearing completion—or maybe not
Guess my conscious mind's current state of incredulity just can't justify
Coupling together the oxymoron of President—Trump as long as
My mind's eye spies a naked emperor, residing in The White House
Parading before the intelligentsia of our nation, many of whom
Deny playing the fool, standing idly by, while leadership's
Blatant immaturity—based in latent insecurity—frees Emperor Trump to
Masquerade, blusteringly, as a man who's amassed an impenetrably
Admirable army of inner strengths, just as a child, named Dorothy
Had deceptively believed true of The Wizard of Oz—and recently
Rather than checking out the size of Trump's hands, my attention remains
Riveted upon the increasing length of Midas' wooden headed nose (and
The same holds true of our self absorbed congressional leadership, whose
Noses have grown so long in the tooth as to have caused our nation's strengths to
Falter dizzily from having crashed all too frequently into denial's
Many layered walls—Hey! Stop the presses! I've just gained insight into
Why I can't stop penning posts about denial: Penning post after post relieves
My mind of pent up frustration concerning our puppet government, over which
No one has hold of the strings, and thus has today's train of intuitive thought
Revealed this hope: Perhaps, today's complex string of insights, speaking
Clearly through my intuitive voice, airs my chagrin over the fact that
Our Stars and Stripes, symbolizing the home of the free and the brave, have
Been stripped bare, exposing the hypocritical underbelly of our populous to be
Serious laughing stocks, worldwide—then again, in hopes of consciously flipping
Negativity toward its opposite pole, perhaps these past Hundred Days
May be seen as our golden opportunity to stop proverbial bullies from
Pulling the wool over most of our eyes, which prove wide open, at last, concerning
Narrow-minded, egocentric, prejudicial opinions, which defy
Fact finders, 'Left' and 'Right', whose declarations of 'fake news' is
So transparently self-denigrating as to inspire me to feel hopeful that our nation's
Waining strengths won't have to hit rock bottom before more smart hearts muster
The courageous sense of humility and compassionate wisdom necessary to
Heed how great has been middle class need to advance their universal cause as
More of us choose to work, hand in hand, throughout our land, toward creating
Positively focused changes for the better by knocking ever more consistently against
Thick headed walls of denial with the instinctive consistency of
A flock of wood peckers, pecking ever more deeply into the wooden heads of
Both sides of congress, who've been united in only one aspect of
Governing—that being self empowerment, suggestive of the fact that
Our elected majority has heartlessly ignored the needs of their
Angry constituency, overlong, and having set that angry bird free to fly
Clearly out of my subconscious mind, I believe this woodpecker has
Pecked out more than enough personal angst for one day ...
(Only one buzz word is missing from today's post, that being:
Undeserved as in undeserved guilt—now how in the world did
My intuitive train of thought allow that detail to go missing?) LOL!
Post 1456 has been edited several times as I've worked to
Simplify complex trains of intuitive thought, which chugged out of
My brain so quickly as to have ensnared strings of
Significant insights like schools of fish in a net, challenging
My intelligence with re-organizing that stream of consciousness in
Hopes of easing your absorption of insight with clarity intact
And in addition to highlighting the importance of the writer's ability
To make good use of the editing process to simplify strings of insight
So as not to tax the reader's brain with need to slog through line after line of
My mental complexity, I've just become aware of the insight, which
Inspired my conscious mind to sense Socrates' spirit hovering
So close to mine as to have high-fived the evolutionary process of
My intuitive powers, and now, one word of caution before
Inviting your think tank to absorb this next train of thought, which
Is about to march across your screen, releasing personal perceptions that
At first glance may seem like another head-spinning jumble of unrelated
Mumblings when—in fact, every stream of consciousness, which
Marches out of my mind, proves interrelated, over time, and since
Mental complexity, which emerges in its rawest state may be
Confusing, at first, I'd like to note that piping hot insights, poppin'
As fast as kernels of corn, fresh off the cob, will surely make sense once
The editing process of this post is complete, and having clarified
That kernel of truth—ready or not—here comes
The train of thought, which marched out of my mind and then was
Withheld—I know not why—in drafts for several days before
Readiness directed me to publish it in its raw state, today:
Tis not true that some day a prince will come riding along on
A pure white steed, named Silver, to rescue
The Statue of Liberty, whose SOS signals of distress have been
Ensnared within darkly colored nets, made of egocentric prejudice and
Midas-like greed, dimming the perpetual flame of
Our lady's torch (which for more than two centuries has
In fairy tale fashion, symbolized a positively focused
Beacon of light welcoming wearied immigrants to land upon
Our shores, feeling hopeful to live free of prejudicial misjudgment so as
To create new lives in a land where their loved ones will thrive when
Historical truth spotlights sound reason for their disillusionment to
Deepen just as true love's first kiss upon my lips could not awaken
A twelve year old damsel in distress from denial's sleeping spell (which
Had blinded the conscious portion of my think tank from acknowledging
My inability to confront the frightening reality of
My own personal nightmare, which continued to clamor for
Subconscious release until recently, when my growing sense of
Emotional maturity felt ready to openly (courageously) confront
These deeper truths: Time doth not heal all wounds and
Reality doth not be a fairy tale in which love conquers all—
On the other hand, during my intuitive quest to know myself in depth
I happened upon a fork in the road where my life's path was studded with
Sign posts, each signaling an on-going series of insights that encouraged
My subconscious fear, concerning my self worth, to awaken from
Denial's sleeping spell, and here is a brief synopsis of insights, which
Got the ball rolling, stimulating self motivation to steer
My think tank toward resetting my course to focus upon
A personal quest to heighten my self awareness, little by little, on a daily basis:
Tis true that Mother Nature charges all people, who inhabit
The nations of our world, with carving an existential path, which
Being studded with many forks in the road, offers each of us
Two choices, repeatedly: We can choose the fork in the road where
Blind denial of our subconscious vulnerabilities will continue to
Crash head-on into dead ends, thus blindsiding our need to
Quest toward personal growth spurts (which, over time, serve to
Free the insecure portion of your processor and mine from remaining
Darkly focused upon projecting blame on others rather than
Assuming responsibility for our personal losses and professional failures) or—
We can choose the fork in the road which welcomes your present sense of
Self awareness and mine to muster the humility and courage necessary to
Free our intelligence to concentrate wholly upon reflecting more deeply over
Yesteryear's adversities with such exquisite clarity, concerning attention to
Detail, as to accept today's challenge of simplifying yesteryear's
Emotional complexity to the lowest common denominator until you and I
Come to understand why every person's chosen path resembles a hall of mirrors
Reflecting childhood's unresolved insecurities, spotlighting our need of
Maturation through each next stage of life, suggestive of
Our growing ability to gain intuitive insight, incrementally, by
Acknowledging yet another deeper truth: If two-sided creatures all people be
Then I must charge my intelligence with questing ever more deeply within so
As to highlight personal traits, which remain stuck to childhood insecurities and
Prejudicial beliefs in need of identifying before the conscious portion of
My thought processor can be freed to grow so astutely mature as to develop
The agility to acknowledge personal strengths, which have remained
Half baked, and each time a half baked strength is clearly acknowledged that's
When courage must focus my mind's eye upon need to embrace humility before
Humiliation signals a flood of adrenaline to overwhelm my processor, stimulating
My defense system to pile yet another layer onto my wall of denial, and ever since
That insight spoke through my intuitive voice directly to my intelligence, I've
Felt inspired to set my pained ego aside, repeatedly, in favor of gaining
An ever-deepening sense of intuitive trains of thought, flashing strings of
Insight so brightly through my think tank as to offer me
A simplistic view of yesteryears' emotional complexities, and
Each time the beacon of insight brightens my conscious sense of mindfulness
Inner conflicts, which had felt so challenging as to be
Mentally confounding, over long, resolve—and each story that
I plan to post will offer examples, clarifying that fact to be undeniably true
As we come to see how often courage and humility must be mustered to
Expand an egocentric view of one's own narrow-minded, subjective
(Defensive) stance, closed mindsets begin to grow ever more
Positively focused toward freely embracing an open-minded (objective)
Viewpoint, which proves more emotionally mature (sensitively aware of
Considering needs, which differ from your own) than had been possible at
An earlier time when denial reigned supreme, and thus do we come to see
Why an on-going series of personal growth spurts proves necessary if
We are to become ever more capable of enhancing
Our decision-making process by embracing leaps of faith, knowing that
For undetermined lengths of time, both feet may not feel securely
Grounded in mental certainty for this reason: While working to re-adjust our
Internal sense of mindful stability, we face a difficult rebalancing act, which
(Preceding change for the better), takes time to shore up—and during
Each unmeasured period of mental readjustment, peace of mind can't seem to
Find a minute's rest, offering us insight into the primary reason why
Lasting change depends upon our processors' mindful development of
Courage, humility, self motivated determination on the part of
Every person, whose current sense of self awareness chooses to climb up
Each next rung on the ladder, leading toward inner peace, grounded in self respect
Each time a newly expanded mindset has landed firmly on
A rung of well-grounded, objective reasoning, denial is no longer
Empowered to blind your intuitive intelligence and mine from
Recognizing insight, concerning insecure reactions and
Behaviors, which, in hindsight, proved emotionally immature, and as
Each growth spurt strengthens our resolve to work toward expanding
Our think tanks' capacity to make sound use of objective reflection in
Hopes of inspiring our conscious intelligence to tap, ever more
Naturally into insights that reveal deeper truths, we'd be wise to keep
This scientifically proven fact in the forefront of our minds:
You and I will always be two-sided creatures, suggesting our
Lifelong need to challenging our present state of self awareness to
Quest ever more astutely within our brains in hopes of discerning where
A dysfunctional portion of our brains' many functions may be currently
Creating a sense of chaotic inner conflict by clashing with
The healthy portion of our think tanks, especially at times when
Our defense system is keeping a secret from our conscious minds, and
With thoughts of self liberation in mind, common sense suggests
Steering oneself toward consciously awakening to our little voice of
Insight, attempting to heighten our sense of self awareness by degrees, thus
Inspiring us to make better use of our intuitive powers most especially when
Experiential viewpoints prove so narrow, in hindsight, as to be in need of
Discussion with an objective observer, whose compassionate agility with
Soothing words requests permission to knock on the door of your
Defense wall (or mine) in hopes of clarifying complex thought processes in
Need of simplifying with such attention to detail so as to refocus
Our sights ever more consistently, objectively, conscientiously and
Maturely upon traits where self improvement proves necessary until
We've grown to recognize inner conflict as challenging each of us to
Question past judgement calls in hopes of encouraging our think tanks to
Continue to evolve in such positive ways as to eventually observe
A budding sense of wholeness (Mind, Heart, Spirit, Soul) blooming
So brightly as to acknowledge oneself as having become
The highly principled individual, whom we'd mistakenly believed
Ourselves to be before our quest to heighten self awareness had begun
And in hopes of achieving this admirable long range feat of
Deepening my sense of emotional maturity throughout every stage of life
My stories will demonstrate each step forward that I've freely chosen
To take in hopes of conjoining my conscious intelligence with
My intuitive intelligence ever more naturally, necessitating
Turning down the volume on my subconscious voice of fear (which
Adheres to strong-willed stubbornness) in favor of tuning into
My 'adventurous voice of courage', which encourages my growing sense of
Wholeness to become more attentive to details in hopes of gaining insight into
Microscopic mental growth spurts taking place inside my head pretty much on
A daily basis, most especially when inner conflict has been disrupting
My sense of inner peace, overlong, and in case you'd like to ask which
Insight proves most productive, most often, as my lifelong quest to advance
My sense of well-rounded, personal and professional success keeps
My mind, body and spirit feeling younger than Springtime, I'd reply:
My think tank works to consciously and consistently recognize
My soulful choice to sit my defense system in time out in hopes of
Employing the most mature (intelligent) portion of my brain to
Identify narrow mindsets in need of expansion, resulting in
My embracing personal growth spurts more readily with each passing day
You see, t'was not a wicked witch, whose hardened heart and
Jealous mind had cast a sleeping spell upon the conscious portion of
My self-awareness, but rather Mother Nature, whose saving grace
Protects the undeveloped minds and vulnerable spirits of
Innocent children from succumbing to experiential terrors suffered during
Moments spent cowering neath authoritative parental indoctrination, which
All too often, proves fraught with heightened degrees of
Over-reactive, immature emotionality so as to repeatedly transform
The safe haven of home sweet home into a confounded child's living
Nightmare, and thus does Mother Nature's benevolence cast
Sleeping spells of denial over the overwhelmed minds of
Innocent children, who grow up to harbor subconscious fears and
Misperceptions of having been so bad as to have deserved
The emotionally immature rants of their beloved parents' verbal
And/or physical attacks (or icy periods of emotional withdrawal) until
The abused self image of this innocent child begins to attack
Him/herself, subconsciously, to differing degrees, and as this
Description of family life is true for all of us to some extent, I feel fortunate
To have experienced the good fortune to approach a fork in the road, whereby
A friend, extending a loving hand connected to a heartfelt, intuitive sense of
Emotionally mature, adult patience, beckoned to the healthy portion of
My self awareness to grow toward embracing a highly personal sense of
Readiness to tune into this intuitive fact: With astute guidance
Every human brain is capable of healing itself of subconscious pain, carried
Forward in its unidentified state throughout every stage of life until
We learn to differentiate between the voice of fear vs. the voice of
Intuitive courage, which empowers subconscious secrets to whisper of
Deeper truths in need of being fully disclosed to
Your growing sense of self awareness and mine—and
Had Socrates' life not been cut short by his peers, whose
Short-sighted mindsets proved too narrow for their own good
I have no doubt that the far reaching voice this sage would have grown
Ever more generous with his use of words so that during his lifetime
More folk may have tuned in when he charged each one to KNOW THYSELF more
Thoroughly, today, than proved possible yesterday, and though every writer
Needs an editor (most especially, me) my intuitive powers sense those times
When I publish a post that channels the spirit of the sage, swooping down from
On high to high five my growing sense of personal advancement each time
The woman-in-me feels a natural need to expand upon the brilliance of
A guy's message to mankind by penning my sense of clarity with attention to
Detail more than had his sparsity of words, and thus does today's
Lengthy stream of consciousness suggest that every well-educated
Adult think tank alive, during this age of self-discovery, is charged with
Identifying and absorbing half baked character traits in need of undergoing
Personal growth spurts until heightened levels of emotional maturity draw forth
A half baked armory of inner strengths, which must continue to
Develop, most especially during times of adversity, if our thought processors are
To overcome the sleeping spell of denial, which Mother Nature graciously deemed
Necessary to save our sanity each time fate saw fit to cast another
Terrifying turn for the worse over a child's sense of personal safety during
Those times when parental outrage served to diminish
A youngster's sense of self worth, and knowing that your defense system and
Mine had sound reason to build walls of denial, which continue to
Blind us to how often unidentified insecurities, concerning
The diminished state of our self worth, serve to swerve a conscious train of
Thought toward processing through a negatively focused complicated
Subconscious maze-like state that hypnotizes our intelligence into
Mistakenly believing that our personal perceptions, concerning 'feeling guilty'
are solely reflecting logical reasoning (when deeper truth reveals that
Subconsciously, we perceive of our behavior as falling short of
Parental expectations of perfection), isn't it time to refocus
Our intelligence toward questing ever more astutely within so as to
Liberate insight into deeper truth, which has been waiting, impatiently, to
Illuminate those times when the conscious portion of your think tank and mine
Clings insecurely to blind denial of our innermost needs, so our sense of
Self worth can stop deflecting any hint of information that actually proves to
Blend a well balanced sense of logic with emotion, today—and BTW—
I wonder if your thought processor caught wind of the fact that
My intuitive voice has just penned a post, which precisely describes
The emotionally immature, acrobatic feats performed by Trump's fanatical
Egocentric view of His leadership skills as blind denial empowers
His Highness's heightened level of subconscious insecurity to overwhelm
His hold on logic by blocking all sense of self awareness from acknowledging
One bold faced lie after another, each time reporters of 'fake' news force
Our newly elected, self-aggrandizing Emperor of The Divided States of America to
Parade his naked paranoia before the disillusioned populous, who
(Like those who've historically clubbed logic blindly to death by
Following the irrational leadership of a despot, whose negatively focused
Attitude instigates crowds of disgruntled, disillusioned rabble rousers to
Embrace mob rule when deeper truth indicates that the all of those
Mentioned above are behaving as do mud slingers who are clinging
For dear life to their last shreds of sanity, which continues to fray behind
Walls of emotional denial, so fearful are they, who stubbornly follow
A leader, whose lies dictate need to surround one, who is purely
Self absorbed with an army of 'yes men', whose collective state of denial has
Need to remain as blind as swarming bats flying into walls within
A cave so dark as to mask the naked vulnerability of each one's
Flawed character traits, which, inevitability, leads the blind to lead
The blind toward experiencing explosive emotional implosion while
Warning signs in plain sight, pointing straight toward
Certain disaster, dead ahead, become ever more self evident to
The incredulous minds of reputable reporters and stupefied voters, who
Like you and me, remain utterly aghast and yet mesmerized each time
We find ourselves fated to face yet another harsh reality, head on—and
Perhaps, you, too, can imagine The Statue of Liberty 'high-fiving' today's
Intuitively complex train of thought, which has somehow managed to
Cycle round toward cutting away at the thick web of nets, which have
Tried but failed to extinguish the torch of her guiding light, suggesting why
I can feel today's intuitive train of thought nearing completion—or maybe not
Guess my conscious mind's current state of incredulity just can't justify
Coupling together the oxymoron of President—Trump as long as
My mind's eye spies a naked emperor, residing in The White House
Parading before the intelligentsia of our nation, many of whom
Deny playing the fool, standing idly by, while leadership's
Blatant immaturity—based in latent insecurity—frees Emperor Trump to
Masquerade, blusteringly, as a man who's amassed an impenetrably
Admirable army of inner strengths, just as a child, named Dorothy
Had deceptively believed true of The Wizard of Oz—and recently
Rather than checking out the size of Trump's hands, my attention remains
Riveted upon the increasing length of Midas' wooden headed nose (and
The same holds true of our self absorbed congressional leadership, whose
Noses have grown so long in the tooth as to have caused our nation's strengths to
Falter dizzily from having crashed all too frequently into denial's
Many layered walls—Hey! Stop the presses! I've just gained insight into
Why I can't stop penning posts about denial: Penning post after post relieves
My mind of pent up frustration concerning our puppet government, over which
No one has hold of the strings, and thus has today's train of intuitive thought
Revealed this hope: Perhaps, today's complex string of insights, speaking
Clearly through my intuitive voice, airs my chagrin over the fact that
Our Stars and Stripes, symbolizing the home of the free and the brave, have
Been stripped bare, exposing the hypocritical underbelly of our populous to be
Serious laughing stocks, worldwide—then again, in hopes of consciously flipping
Negativity toward its opposite pole, perhaps these past Hundred Days
May be seen as our golden opportunity to stop proverbial bullies from
Pulling the wool over most of our eyes, which prove wide open, at last, concerning
Narrow-minded, egocentric, prejudicial opinions, which defy
Fact finders, 'Left' and 'Right', whose declarations of 'fake news' is
So transparently self-denigrating as to inspire me to feel hopeful that our nation's
Waining strengths won't have to hit rock bottom before more smart hearts muster
The courageous sense of humility and compassionate wisdom necessary to
Heed how great has been middle class need to advance their universal cause as
More of us choose to work, hand in hand, throughout our land, toward creating
Positively focused changes for the better by knocking ever more consistently against
Thick headed walls of denial with the instinctive consistency of
A flock of wood peckers, pecking ever more deeply into the wooden heads of
Both sides of congress, who've been united in only one aspect of
Governing—that being self empowerment, suggestive of the fact that
Our elected majority has heartlessly ignored the needs of their
Angry constituency, overlong, and having set that angry bird free to fly
Clearly out of my subconscious mind, I believe this woodpecker has
Pecked out more than enough personal angst for one day ...
(Only one buzz word is missing from today's post, that being:
Undeserved as in undeserved guilt—now how in the world did
My intuitive train of thought allow that detail to go missing?) LOL!
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