LET’S EMBRACE NEW BEGINNINGS WHILE RINGING IN 2018

Here’s a train of thought worth considering most especially on this first day of the new year:  The persistence of an inner conflict that just won’t quit is clearly indicative of my intuitive powers nudging my conscious awareness to identify a closed mindset due to a mental block that blinds me from unlocking another door in my wall of denial, beyond which exists a sunlit path beckoning my sagging spirit’s flagging sense of courage to recharge so fully as to be energized to quell episodic eruptions of latent anxiety so quickly as to achieve each next series of inter-related growth spurts more easily than ever before by disempowering fear from intertwining yesteryear’s terrors with pleasurable events taking place, today, suggestive of this change for the better:  The conscious portion of my brain’s expansive capacity to consider how best to adapt to change for the better showcases my ability to heal every aspect of my self esteem, which had sustained wounds so grievous as to have shattered a bewildered child’s tenuous hold on wholeness, which has been in need of compassionate restoration, piece by piece, ever since life began to terrify me at the highly vulnerable age of three.  And so, as the new year begins to unfold, like a newly born, long legged foal, standing up on its own for the very first time, what could be better than looking forward to my newly restored sense of existential wholeness feeling so freed of yesteryear’s terrors as to embrace the unknown with renewed inner peace so as to inspire every newly synthesized personal strength to clearly acknowledge that which I believe to be my recently healed connection to wholeness, which catalyzes my smile to sparkle with sincerity simply because I feel deeply appreciative of being alive.

Paraphrasing George Burns, consummate comedian, on his hundredth birthday:
Every morning, I read the obituaries, and if my name isn’t there, I arise from my bed, light a cigar and greet the day with a smile ..

As I’ve decided to embrace George’s humorous attitude as my own (sans cigar), my spirit feels eager to rise to the challenge of welcoming 2018 with open arms, open mind and a heartfelt smile, knowing that life and love will always feel darkest before each next sunlit dawning, which is inevitably worth awakening to enjoy each time my conscious connection to clarity refocuses my subconscious attitude away from the eruptive force of yesteryear’s fear in favor of working, yet again, toward achieving a lasting sense of change for the better, concerning peace of mind.   :)

PS
Along with not smoking cigars, I’ve not begun to read the obituaries