That’s why, I’ve trained my brain to switch tracks as soon as I realize that fear, having hijacked my think tank’s natural connection to logic, is taking me to worrisome places driven by my over active imagination instead of calming myself by choosing to plug my processor into my proactive imagination, which will take me to positively focused places, which also exist inside my head.
So, fear, being a mindset based in attitude, is oftentimes a matter of choice.
You see, it’s during hard times that the natural manifestation of fear may arise unless defensive denial can help to maintain my emotional balance as long as Denialand does not become a place where your friend, Annie, takes up permanent residency as proved true when the conscious portion of my mind was denied access to this deeper truth over most of my life:
No way did I see myself as a deeply confounded, terrified child, who, with ever-ready smile in place, visited doctor after doctor with my mother, who’d sought advice as to why I’d scratched my arms till they’d bled, night after night, as if something terrible was itching to get out from under my skin—something like a secret so horrendous that my subconscious kept it buried (alive) repressed so deeply and completely inside that no memory whatsoever of certain events disturbed the conscious portion of my brain ...
When it comes to denial of a pathological nature, I believe trump views his presidency from the heights of Denialand, and the same must be true of those adults, who are socializing as if lock downs and lay offs at work offer reason to vacation with family and friends, whose combined lack of common sense will be reason enough for this virus to spread from one to another instead of dying down based in having minimal contact with new hosts.
Unfortunately, reality suggests that two sides of human nature vie for control of our brains, highlighting why a few ignoramuses will persist in acting in such irresponsible ways as to undermine the best intentions of most, prolonging our need to self quarantine. Geez ...
It’s a strange, deeply perplexing yet incredibly interesting time for folks of every age. If mass confusion proves to be the first stage of massive changes yet to be seen then your choice of attitude will help or hinder determining factors as to whether tomorrow’s unforeseen changes will manifest in positive or negative ways for you and by way of your leadership, your family, too.
May the force of doing good for humankind be within you ...
🙋🏻♀️😊Annie
PS
We’re expecting our closest friends, who live just down the street, to drive over, momentarily, to enjoy a patio visit, sitting 12 feet away (for good measure) from Will and me—one of the perks of living in a warm winter climate, though that won’t be possible once the desert heat fires up, frying bare feet heading toward our patio spa, lickitysplit. And that’s just one reason as to why, hopefully, self quarantining will be a thing of the past by the time summer’s sunbeams flare up and fan out, like a peacock, which, if not protected by air cooling shade, would fry to a crisp along with human beings as we’re not meant to survive the brutal consequences of defying summertime’s desert sunshine.
🙋🏻♀️🥰Annie
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