The mind is attempting to rekindle its naughty addiction of procrastination. The heart is all too familiar with this habit of apprehension of the calm before the storm and the calm after storm that comes alive before new levels of risking.
Here I am going through the activity of encouraging the mind to stop wanting to put memories back in the ‘for a better date or more convenient future’ pileup. What a blast to help coach the mind to commemorate the death, burial and resurrection of vivacious living of childhood dreams. Instead of arguing and even agreeing with the brainmind that now never seems to be the right time; I gently reminded it that there is no better time than the very moment that life situations crops up. No more saving this, that, or the other for working on whatever it is that pops up when it pops because I need to address those scars and blahs until I completely finish the business with revolving around and around past conditions and as it knows now there’s no time like the present because this is all we have and always have.
When something from the past re-present itself, instead of responding and reacting in the same old pattern that was previously deeply embedded in my conscious, I invite the wisdom of insight to guide and direct me to the purpose of the event as it applies in the current moment of flashback by allowing the beacon of light to reveal pure insight of life lessons from these very events. My refurbished goal is to master this skill until it becomes the first point of attention, intention and action. I know that this requires constant mindfulness and is also an art worth aiming for so I continue to encourage and assist the mind to grow; and, groan if it must
It is wonderful when mind, spirit, heart, soul do a group hug as the pact of ‘right on!’ Recapturing missed messages and discovering lost lessons, untrapping inert energy as well as unmasking mix-up interpretations helps me tap into archives of mental resources from time immemorial.
Here I am going through the activity of encouraging the mind to stop wanting to put memories back in the ‘for a better date or more convenient future’ pileup. What a blast to help coach the mind to commemorate the death, burial and resurrection of vivacious living of childhood dreams. Instead of arguing and even agreeing with the brainmind that now never seems to be the right time; I gently reminded it that there is no better time than the very moment that life situations crops up. No more saving this, that, or the other for working on whatever it is that pops up when it pops because I need to address those scars and blahs until I completely finish the business with revolving around and around past conditions and as it knows now there’s no time like the present because this is all we have and always have.
When something from the past re-present itself, instead of responding and reacting in the same old pattern that was previously deeply embedded in my conscious, I invite the wisdom of insight to guide and direct me to the purpose of the event as it applies in the current moment of flashback by allowing the beacon of light to reveal pure insight of life lessons from these very events. My refurbished goal is to master this skill until it becomes the first point of attention, intention and action. I know that this requires constant mindfulness and is also an art worth aiming for so I continue to encourage and assist the mind to grow; and, groan if it must
It is wonderful when mind, spirit, heart, soul do a group hug as the pact of ‘right on!’ Recapturing missed messages and discovering lost lessons, untrapping inert energy as well as unmasking mix-up interpretations helps me tap into archives of mental resources from time immemorial.
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