“You must feel your way out!”
For many, battling the debilitating monotone internal narrative is too hard to even start: that nasty voice in your head reducing you down, limiting your potential, constraining your joy, crushing your confidence, opening the doors to anxiety, igniting your loathing of self / life, feeding the dangerous black dog.
And due to the direct link from mind to heart, cultivating strategies for dealing with the bastard brain needs to be prioritised to experience fully this living experience. Unlearning where our precious attention goes is the key to unlocking the melodies which rounds off positive aspects of existence.
For most of my life this wicked voice held the reigns and defined the journey, complimented by the learned repression of any verbalised ’emotional’ state.
I’m starting to relearn the roots of my operating system and in doing so, rerouting many of its commanding protocols, releasing the energy for a more rounder me.
Recently, I sent the following to a friend who was asking how I was:
My heart is a beautiful mess of things, like an Hieronymus Bosch painting: full of magic and weird characters plus brilliance and terror!—Me
Here’s to emergence, light, kindness, revelations, celebrations, talking, crying, laughing, hope, dreams, attempting, love, courage, quietness, weakness, forgiveness, discovery, worthy, curiosity, flourishing, spirit, balance, soulfulness, respect, ok, contentment, unlearning, relearning, learning.