KICKING THE TIRES OF AUGUST 17, 2019

What I Fail to Understand. . .

Summertime Shadow Flowers

At 9:55 A.M. this post started as a rant and rave. A prior commitment forced me to walk away. At 3:24 I have returned to finish this post. I have a choice. I can finish the rant and rave and take a carpet ride on unpleasant feelings.

I am sitting on a cusp point. I can chose a different set of feelings by thinking a different set of thoughts. Am I repressing the rant and rave feelings? No, I am electing not to perpetuate a habitual feeling response, I am choosing to drop one feeling as a toddler drops a toy and pick up a different feeling simply by shifting focus to a different set of thoughts.
That’s an act of creative imagination

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KICKING THE TIRES OF AUGUST 16, 2019

Flat Tire Today

I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna do this;
I don’t wanna do that;
I don’t wanna be around anyone;
I don’t wanna anyone around me;
I don’t wanna any trouble today;
I don’t want difficulties today:
I wanna day that goes smoothly;
I wanna day without aggravation:
I wanna a day when I do what I want to do;
I wanna a day that is productive;
Like Greta Garbo, “I want to be alone”

KICKING THE TIRES OF AUGUST 15, 2019

Remembering

Lois Janssen nee Aldinger born August 10, 1924

My Aunt Lois

One of my best friends in childhood. She loved to laugh, and she taught me to appreciate classic paintings. It’s been a while since I have thought of you, but today, on your birthday, my mind is flooded with warm and happy memories.

KICKING THE TIRES OF AUGUST 14 2019

Image is a teeter-totter with an elephant sitting on the ground end, with two rats on the opposite end. Metaphor of the weight of old habits of thought and attitude
The ground level of negative thinking

At a Loss for Words

What a fun metaphor – the above sketch. Could it be adapted into a coat of arms?? The elephant rampant on his ass, and the rats unable to budge their end of the teeter totter. This is a perfect metaphor of my exercise in changing my life through the deliberate practice of imagination. The elephant is decades of accumulated thoughts and feelings and habits. The rats are my focused attentions to thoughts, feelings and habits that feel good.

Looks Bad But Not Hopeless

Everybody know there is only one way to eat and elephant. One bite at a time. So there is hope. The elephant is a single mass, but if I keep adding rats daily, there will be enough rats to overwhelm the elephant.