Thought you’d like to know that I’ve been in need of my own advice in that just as—
I can’t ‘work’ at relieving my adult loved ones of life’s classic frustrations ...
I can’t ‘work’ at hurrying myself to get well
So rather than ‘hurrying’ toward a future day, I need to relax into today, and thus, rather than denying all that I’m feeling, which disturbs my peace of mind, I can remind myself to respect whatever I really feel rather than being false to myself by stuffing irritation into denial so as to wear a positively focused happy face when irritability is what I truly feel, right now. In short—I can be grateful for every blessing that is mine while also feeling sad, momentarily, about irritants to peace of mind that prove beyond my control.
(Whew! Deep sigh of relief as my power of intuitive thought shines the spotlight of insight upon my inability to see how angry I’VE BEEN FEELING at MYSELF (rather than consoling myself as I would a dearly loved friend) whenever my positively focused mental persuasion fails to accomplish the impossible while wearing a loving smile, no less.
Though several irritants have disturbed my peace of mind, as of late, the one that has just stood up to accept the brunt of my anger is this undeniable reality: After this past year and a half of life-threatening illness, I can no longer cling to the self deception that defies this deeper truth—no matter the youth of my strong spirited mind, the youth of my body is behind me, and as the sadness I feel is grief, and with this honest perception in mind, intuitive wisdom suggests, yet again, that I fully embrace the personal nature of this awareness: I’ll never be younger than I am, today, and upon looking to the future in which, hopefully, my body will continue to heal, itself, my strength of spirit suggests that making peace with growing older is better, by far, than any alternative to today’s insight-driven, thought-provoking, positively focused, personal choice. Amen.
🙋🏻♀️Annie
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