KICKING THE TIRES OF SUNDAY NOVEMBER 4

I really love feeling happy! There isn’t much better than just feeling happy. The morning meditation combined with a few minutes of changing to better feeling thoughts really makes a difference. Now I understand what is meant by creating one’s own reality. What it means is deliberately shifting that inner space consisting of thoughts and feelings to one that is happier, more filled with contentment and more satisfying regardless of the temporary exterior situation. The more I practice holding a steady interior space, the more balanced I become. As the interior space changes, it begins to radiate outwardly shifting the exterior elements as well. It is becoming more and more true that universal energy does revolve around me (as it does for everyone).

Yesterday, there was a lot of resistance created through habitual thoughts of resentment and unfairness; however, I was able to identify them as nothing more than a series of old thought and their caravan of old feelings. Could I stop them? No, but as I recognized them. Sometimes recognizing them allowed me to pivot away to more energetic feelings, otherwise I was smart enough to simply take a nap. Their hold diminishes as the practice of pivoting to more positive thoughts increases exponentially.

KICKING THE TIRES OF THURSDAY NOVEMBER 1

Graphic Illustrating Step One of Using Imagination
Using Imagination: Step One

Feeling bad about missing several days. That disturbs me because I use each page as the compass for navigating a route to satisfaction in my day. Through writing I combine setting an intention for the day with building positive mental setpoint. Today, I must clean up the feelings that G’s issues with her eyes are interfering with my life. Instead of believing that I my desires and goals are taking a back seat, I choose to believe that my focus, my organizational skills, and my capacity for allowing the Universe to work things out has expended.

When push comes to shove I can’t successfully breathe for myself five minutes. My only real control extends to the amount of energy I allow to flow, along with my level of receptivity. My ability to recognize resistance daily becomes sharper and sharper, and I am daily becoming more skilled at shifting the resistance. As I am typing in this moment, I recognize the overwhelming sleepiness is nothing more than habitual resistance.