Quit Yer Bitchin’ – Mental Diets 1.1

Consciousness

I was just standing quietly on the porch thinking when I decided to roam around the grounds making myself at home.  Having a conversation with myself, you know, thinking.

I was cogitating on the Oneness of the All in All, Above all, in all and through all. And how true it is that everyone you meet has the same breath, the same light that lights every man. When I came around the corner and saw a neighbor doing, far as I can tell,   the same thing.

We had the most lovely conversation, we laughed and laughed enjoying things we had in common. Made my day.  We said goodbye and I went up the stairs and stood for a few more minutes just noticing and being thankful.

That right there my friends, was a good glimpse of glory, and I appreciate it. I’d like to do that more and more.

While standing on the stairs I was moved by some train of thought that got me off track brought me down a little. The thinking that stopped me was Noticing how much people complain, and how much you and I complain. Complaints depreciate gratitude. Well, grace abounds and gratitude always appreciates. I don’t like depreciating or complaining. I’m going to give it my best to stop complaining inside and out. Starting while it’s still today.

People just love to complain, we are always seeking comfort while remaining uncomfortable with where we are. Tell me, please, how can we be comfortable, if we complain about being uncomfortable with where we are at? Just think about it.

Very sad.

Along with all that complaining comes the control issues:
Control issues?     I once had someone tell me not to breathe a certain way because they found it annoying. Like I was doing it on purpose to annoy them. I’ve been doing my best to imagine them content, and happy – for that is all I truly wish to be. Yet I fall short …
But, this is for another blog, another day.

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As within – So without

Full responsibility !! – nothing outside yourself/myself is responsible for your world, for the “without” is a reflection of the “within”.  We choose our thoughts, our imaginations they are the seeds we plant in the garden of our minds and what we plant grows and blooms unless we weed it out.  We have the choice of controlling our thoughts and guiding them in love and kindness, gentleness, joyfulness, patience, peacefulness in all we know to be good in life, or we can let our imaginations run wild, thereby reflecting chaos, malice, strife, hatred, envy, division, murders, wars, destruction.

http://biblehub.com/luke/17-21.htm
21 They can’t say, ‘Here it is!’ or ‘There it is!’ You see, the kingdom of God is within you.”

Now in all this I am still just a child, learning, growing,
Simple, but not necessarily easy it takes practice, patience, and faith most of all.

Freinds, I beg you, choose your thoughts wisely, choose the noble, choose love, choose life.

BIG LOVE
‘lil gini

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Related Song for those who love poetry and song:

https://youtu.be/fs0g6yL6kDc

Paula Cole – ME
“Me”
I am not the person who is singing,
I am the silent one inside.
I am not the one who laughs at people’s jokes,
I just pacify their egos.
I am not my house, my car or my songs,
They are only stops along my way.
I am like the winter, I’m a dark cold female,
With a golden ring of wisdom in my cave.

And it’s me who is my enemy
Me who beats me up
Me who makes the monsters
Me who strips my confidence

I am carrying my voice
I am carrying a heart.
I am carrying the rhythm
I am carrying my prayers, but you can kill my spirit, it’s old and it is strong,
And like a mountain, I’ll go on and on.
But when my wings are folded,
The brightly colored moth blends into the dirt into the ground

And it’s me who is my enemy.
Me who beats me up.
Me who makes the monsters.
Me who strips my confidence.
And it’s me who’s too weak,
And it’s me who’s too shy to ask for the thing I love.
And it’s me who’s too weak,
And it’s me who’s too shy to ask for the thing I love.
But I love

I am walking on the bridge,
I am over the water,
And I’m scared as hell
But I know there’s something better. Yes, I know there’s something better,
(Yes I know, yes I know, yes I know, yes I know)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Me_(Paula_Cole_song)

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Hi it's Me, I am 50 ish and I'm just beginning my journey with journaling. This blog will essentially a starting point to journal my journey here on this side of eternity. When I figure out how to configure this thingy called a blog, which really, I have a very vague definition of circling in my brain. My journaling for my autobiography from this new beginning forward will have begun :) Till then, please stick around. Any and all feedback along with helpful tips, tricks and advice are welcome. Hey! It's a start!!! Yeah? Never, never, never give up!