Monday, February 28, 2022

MY STORYTELLER HAS THE INTUITIVE WISDOM OF PATIENCE

 May I humbly suggest that you may want to review the post penned immediately before this one, being that, today, an intuitive train of thought added insights to those which had originally been penned.  You see, over these past couple of days, my processor has been kept busy with absorbing the answer to this question:  What has recently changed for the better within my self perception that has banished my fear of examining both sides of my high school experience when that door in my defense system’s self protective wall had not shown itself to me until this very week?  (And with that said, I’d like to reassure you that insight-driven reflection concerning my high school experience continues to be my primary intention.) 

🙋🏻‍♀️Annie

On the other hand, as we often have no conscious clue where one train of thought may lead our minds, next, another primary intention of mine is to rest my over-active thought processor, knowing that the human brain is hardwired to wander on its own from one topic to another.  For instance, having thought to park today’s train of thought in a peaceful rest station, my mind just wandered toward this insight-driven reality: Our inner need for peace feels forced to wrestle with power hungry, warmongering dictators, repeatedly.  This was as undeniably true when Hitler rose to power as is true of a very dangerous Putin, today.  Leaving the question—Will world history repeat itself, yet again?—hanging ever so heavily in the air…revealing, yet again, my need to consciously regain control over the wandering nature of my mind most especially, now, when healing from serious physical vulnerability continues to be my primary personal concern (though personal concern for community welfare whether family based or worldwide cannot be denied).

One moment our heartfelt concerns embrace family.  The next sees our minds wrestling with the cold hearted threat of a despot like putin while the upsurge of white supremacy within our nation’s borders hold rallies where thousands of red hats, openly threaten our democratic principles concerning equality, suggesting that attitudes of complacency are dangerously worrisome in the aftermath of putin-loving trump.  

Even so, at some point we must remember to consciously relax our minds or a writhing sense of inner conflict will ignore your need and mine to reduce hypertension based in stress by redirecting our mental energy toward thoughts so calming as to concentrate your mental acuity and mine upon the contemplation of our good health—suggestive of balance in all things—most especially as we age. Having been a bend-over backward care giver for most  my life, I find myself challenged, daily, to remember to put on my oxygen mask, first.  (And to think I’d thought today’s post would have offered up only my first run-on sentence, suggesting that we review insights added to the post immediately before this ond.  Ha!  Have I met myself?)

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