I have a strange feeling that I'm at a turning point, and I don't know what's around the corner. What ever it is, being able to reflect for a second before I react will only be helpful. That's the only thing in my control.
Sharing good news or our darkest thoughts with the hope of lightening our own load, and possibly even encouraging others, but with no exception of the outcome is a reasonable, gentle form of self-expression.
I'm always thinking about the ends of a spectrum or which point I'm at along it, but I rarely feel like I'm in the middle. Maybe this is contentment?
This developing awareness of the connection between my internal and external, physical and emotional worlds is fascinating. It's all so chicken-and-the-egg. Is the awareness of this energy fueling the fascination, or is the fascination fuelling the energy?
Now I'm in that familiar old circular argument of how do I get the experience &/or qualification &/or recognition that will lift me out of where I am to where I want to be?
I can accept that I benefit from the service of others all day, every day. Sometimes I see it, sometimes I don't.
And this is how I get behind in these posts. Though this says Day 351 it's probably about 370 days since I started this 'write for 10 minutes every day' blog. Ooops. Life gets in the way. Even on the days I don't write, I think I'm more reflective and less reactive which is a … Continue reading Day 352 – Cool
"Thank you, for loving me at my worst", how wonderful to be able to say that to someone. If you're still in contact with them or not, family, friend or partner. Someone that has seen you at your worst has probably also probably felt some pain due to your actions, and they are still there.
The beautiful Leonard Cohen song 'If It Be Your Will' has been in my mind. It's one of his songs that is prayerful. That's not surprising because he spent years in a monastery and was ordained as a Rinzai Zen Buddhist monk. A sign? My subconcious? Coincidence?
Today I'm pretty serene and feeling very peaceful about the world, my place in it and my complete lack of control over it. But I know I wouldn't have to look to far back in this blog to see plenty posts full of fear, angst, anger, frustration and tears.