Sooo—I often wonder why a post, which is not quite ready for penning, seems to
Hide just inside the inner sanctum of my brain while my intuitive powers, holding
The door slightly ajar, offers the conscious portion of my mind
A tantalizing peek at an insight-driven train of thought that's just beyond reach—
Hmmm ...
For instance, I’ve been feeling one particular train of thought acting like
A feather, tickling my self awareness with need to scratch beneath the surface of
The conscious portion of my mind so as to reveal a mental pattern that had
Worked well in the past, which, as of recent years, proves in need of tweaking—
Hmmm ...
The train of thought in question has to do with last week’s
Homework assignment given to me by my EMDR therapist, who
Has never before felt need to assign homework to the active nature of
My quick-to-gain insight-so as-to-create-change-for-the-better brain—
Hmmm ...
Those of you who have been following my blog for a while know that
I'll not hurry a half baked soufflé out of the oven any more than
A caterpillar can hurry Mother Nature's step-by-step process of
Transformation, which readies its gossamer wings to fly free of its cocoon—
Hmmm ...
Who knew that upon awakening, today, my power of intuition would readily guide
The conscious portion of my mind’s eye to focus upon my computer screen while
My fingers, dancing all over the keyboard, nimbly assembled specific words so
Naturally as to compose today's train of thought? Not me—that's for sure!
Hmmm ...
On the other hand—My power of intuition is presently offering me
A tantalizing taste of readiness ripening concerning my eagerness to
Pen a post describing benefits reaped by taking the timely
Homework assignment, assigned by my therapist, seriously, because
While conscientiously following my therapist's guidance, I came to
See which of my thought processes proved in need of retraining, and
Once this bite sized portion of knowledge flashed through
My conscious mind, an illusive insight, spotlighting the reason why
I was given this homework assignment, clarified for me in 3D—
And as soon as intuitive readiness to pen that train of thought speaks to
Me, you, too shall see why the homework, itself, proved easy to do while
The insight, which is now mine, came as a mind-bending surprise until
My intuitive powers saw fit to remind my intelligence that
I don’t know myself as deeply as I think—most especially when referencing
An emotion that I’ve been unaware of repressing—in fact, time and again
I find myself in need of mustering patience until a half baked, insight-driven
Train of thought, which is not quite ready to fly free from within
The inner sanctum of my think tank's cocoon, emerges with clarity intact—
Hmmm ...
PS
If you'd like to hear more about last week's homework assignment, which
Has sensitized my processor with need to empower itself by tweaking
An attitudinal change for the better, let's fluff up our patience, knowing that
Coffee, which has been ground before beans have been richly roasted tastes weak
And as with coffee, I find it necessary to percolate change for the better until
A train of thought tastes so richly robust as to readily pour itself into a post, and
As treasured friends are about to whisk Will and yours truly off to the ball park
My time, penning the robust nature of today’s enriching train of thought, is spent—
Ohhmmm ...
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