Tuesday, November 12, 2019

IF ASKED WHY I’M MOST THANKFUL FOR EMDR THERAPY, WHICH ENCOURAGES ME TO 'FRIEND' INTUITIVE TRAINS OF THOUGHT, I’D REPLY ...

HEAR YE!  HEAR YE!
WITHIN TODAY’S POST, I’ll PROCLAIM SOUND REASON FOR FEELING ETERNALLY GRATEFUL FOR HAVING ‘FRIENDED' INTUITIVE TRAINS OF THOUGHT, WHICH FLOW EVER MORE NATURALLY OUT OF THE SUBCONSCIOUS PORTION OF MY PROCESSOR WHERE WISDOM, RESIDING WITHIN INTERWOVEN STRANDS OF DNA, HAS BEEN PASSED DOWN THROUGH THE AGES BY SAGES, WHO, HAVING FELT MENTALLY CHALLENGED TO STRING INSIGHTS TOGETHER, ASSEMBLED BIGGER PICTURES THAT OFFER OUR CURRENT GENERATION OF LEADERS SOUND REASON TO EMBRACE A NEW PERSPECTIVE CONCERNING HOW BEST TO RESOLVE ON-GOING CONFLICTS SO RESPECTFULLY AS TO ULTIMATELY MEET WITH SUCCESS WHILE DEBATING HOW BEST TO BETTER THE LIVES OF CHILDREN, WOMEN AND MEN THROUGHOUT THIS GREAT BIG WONDERFUL WORLD, WHICH, BEING OURS TO SHARE, WILL SUSTAIN THE WELL BEING OF ONE AND ALL ONCE A DEFENSIVE ATTRACTION TO GREED IS REPLACED BY VALUES THAT FOCUS ATTENTIVENESS UPON UNIVERSAL NEED TO PRIORITIZE A GROWING SENSE OF SELF DISCIPLINED GENEROSITY OF SPIRIT, BEGINNING AT HOME SO AS TO RAISE CHILDREN, WHO ARE WELL PRACTICED AT TRULY EMBRACING A PERSONAL AWARENESS OF THE POWER OF POSITIVITY, CONCERNING THE BRAIN’S CAPACITY TO OFFER EACH OTHER THE BEST THAT HUMAN NATURE HAS TO OFFER MUCH MORE OFTEN THEN NOT ...
Wow!
Who knew that upon
Arising, yesterday morning
My intuitive powers, having been
Aroused, would emerge feeling
Need to express an insight-driven
Train of thought, which
Proved so lengthy as to seem
Inclusive of condensing
A wealth of knowledge, which
My intelligence felt
Compelled to seek out
Absorb and contain within
The subconscious portion of
My memory bank throughout
My adult life?
Certainly, not me—because
Deeper truth suggests that
The conscious portion of
My brain offers me no clue of
Every inter-related subconscious
Awareness, which, from time to time
Feels need to pour forth from
My processor as naturally as
Yesterday’s post appeared on
My screen, one word marching
Out of the depths of my think tank
After another as if a verbal faucet had been
Spontaneously empowered to
Turn itself on by that which we deem
Divine intervention, because
The Annie, I know, who tends to be corny
Can’t believe that yesterday’s train of
Thought flowed straight out of my head
I mean, seriously, while pounding away at
My keyboard, my connection to conscious
Awareness entertained no clue as to whether
Yesterday’s train of thought even made
Sense until I reviewed every word in
The aftermath of its intuitive completion

Thank goodness I’ve engaged in
Countless sessions of
EMDR therapy  ever since
Having been diagnosed
Late in my life with PTSD

Thank goodness my present therapist
Who is so well-trained in EMDR therapy as
To have co-authored the text book studied
In masters of psychology programs throughout
The world, encourages me to believe in
My brain’s capacity to regain, retain and
Divulge healing insights to myself, which
Having been repressed by my defense system
During childhood, feel encouraged by
My host of acquired inner strengths to
Ready themselves to filter through
My subconscious wall of denial which
Exists so deep within my brain as to have
Compartmentalized one layer of
Mental complexities upon another as
If to stuff scary secrets (that fear has kept
Hidden from my conscious self) into
A well organized warehouse within
The intelligent portion of my brain, which
Appears to know which file cabinet to
Open, one after another, so that
My mind, functioning as a well balanced whole
Guides the conscious portion of my brain to
Openly accept the flow of long-forgotten
Details whenever my subconscious feels
My self confident sense of readiness to take another
Leap of faith toward revealing the development of
Character traits belonging to the person, whom
I continue to choose to grow to become, suggesting that
Each time I face adversity head on, a lengthy

Insight laden train of thought (like this one) is likely to
Filter, word by word, through the conscious portion of
My brain until the mind that I blow most of all is my own ...

Holy Toledo!—as today's insightful string of

Musings has offered up all that my intuitive powers are
Aiming to voice, today, tis time to groom
Myself to walk into the hospital clinic where
Will’s heartfelt inner strengths, conjoining with

My own, will serve to heighten my level of
Self confident emotional intelligence as
Together, we absorb test results that will
Have readied a well trained team of
Physicians and their compassionate staff to

Discuss a proactive treatment plan so as to
Steady my spirit’s emotional focus to readily
Reconnect with my sense of wholeness so as

To recharge my inner strengths each time
I’ll need to relax in hopes of absorbing
Whatever doses of radiation and
Chemo therapies that are sure to
require as much courageous patience as
I can humanly muster once
Medical knowledge has 
mapped out
An experiential course of interventional
Strategy, which will, hopefully, eventually
Lead me toward enjoying a complete recovery in
The aftermath of the delicate lung surgery meant to
Cleanse my body of foreign cellular
Critters too stubborn for proton radiation and
Chemo to scare away, and as these little buggers
Are brainless and mean me no harm, and as
I know that anxiety disrupts my brain’s hold
Onto intelligence, I hope to make sound use of
My well practiced trait of conscious-mind-control
(Which developed during the years that I'd chosen to
Lead my sons toward a path where my personal

Library of child-raising tomes inspired me to
Make each child’s processor fully aware of
The importance of everyone in our family
Coaching oneself to participate in
Discussions concerning conflict resolution with
A growing sense of 
intelligent patience intact, and
Having had  no clue of how often our
Line of Emotional Control would be of
Great value, over our entire lifetimes, I now
Find myself able to consciously call upon
My personal sense of mind control to sooth
Any hint of emotional distress by directing

A natural arousal of fear to sit in a comfortable
Time out chair feeling self-assured that my host of
Inner strengths are standing readied to steady
The well balanced mental focus of
My processor, which plans to take good care of

My whole self each time I awaken to whatever
'Unknown' fate has in store for me, day in and
Day out, as I choose to accept whatever is
Yet to come with a growing sense of
Inner peace (I hope) beating so 
naturally within
My heart as to sooth whatever subconscious vestige
Still exists of the frightened little girl, who
Had unknowingly chosen to embrace one courageous
Leap of faith after another until I, guided by intuition
Began to reflect back over each stage of
My life in which my processor listened for
The ‘little voice’ of insight, which coached me to
 Choose to adhere to a growing sense of
Self respect, which proves necessary to
Leap over fear of failure and abandonment while
Maintaining my focus upon a road less taken, which
Beckoned to me by way of minds, which had felt
Compelled to author books that inspired me with
Trains of thought, which served to encourage
My processor to develop into the creative,
Thought provoking adult speaker and writer whom
A deeply traumatized child has, step by step
One day at a time, grown to be a teacher of
Children, an instructor of family communications
An author of articles published in
Parenting periodicals and upon retiring from
Professional life, a passionate blogger, whose
Open attitude concerning freely exposing
Flashes of my personal history proves to be
The very same adult who is planning to
Place my life, over these next several months, within
The well educated hands of a well disciplined brain trust
Knowing that, vulnerabilities and all, I will return home to
Find myself warmly respected and lovingly embraced by
Everyone I love at times when my spirit’s 
courage and
Patience may feel so worn, through and through, as to
Openly rely upon the inner strengths of many loved ones to
Aid me in pumping up which ever personal strength may
Have plumb wore out, and having 'said' all of
That to myself, today, that leaves me asking myself
What train of intuitive thought could aspire to be
More physically healing and spiritually buoying than
The one with which today’s post will end only to
Continue, most likely, along the same balance beam, tomorrow ...

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