I’ve been on a bit of a learning-curve… Oops! Let me apply a lesson learned by correcting myself. My Learning Curve Continues!!!
We wage internal battles inside our singular brains sometimes, strong enough to wet the thirst of a thousand commandos on a forced-march. Dreams can be temperamental bed-fellows. As cranky as a dissatisfied passenger riding shotgun with an adult dose of colic. Geez! Can’t we all just get along???
All I want to do is rise to my potential. Bust through the doors of mind-boggling resistance to wrap my arms around some undeniable success. Why so much opposition? Doesn’t the world know, all I want to do is make it a better place? I throw my feet over the side of the bed every morning with the intention of serving others. What exactly is the point of everything being so dog-on-hard?
I’m a good student, eager, ready to apply the AHA! Moments that constantly bombard my consciousness… I’m often insulted, rejected, and misunderstood along with my contributions of grace and kindness. I’m better at dismissing angst and disgruntled thought-memes looking to put their hot black wheels down on me as a landing strip, leaving skid marks across my sacred space. But, it’s still a nuisance. If treachery does in fact, have an assignment, surely it drew my name by mistake. Right???
Nope! Turns out negativity isn’t happy unless it has turned everyone into premature rigamortis. My mind-block takes a break – understanding comes barreling through my tender grip of commitment to remain scripted in ignorance. (ignoring the facts) Oh, if there were only a real conspiracy that I could laden with the abundance of confusion I have nurtured with unimaginable precision.
What do you know? Just when I’m about to settle into calling common normal, originality declares, I’m here!!!
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