“Pleasing Can Become Dis-easing”

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I could almost laugh hysterical out loud if I didn’t cry first as I realize today how much my physical symptoms resemble my emotional feeling. It’s all in my head. Up into my sinuses as high it can go until reaching my brain where my thoughts are created. I feel like my whole head is constipated, and I wonder, did I create all this myself? It seems to be compacted by doing things I don’t really want to do. What can I say, I’m a people pleaser. I always have been, and always will be. But as I was talking to one of my girls about it, she admitting being a people pleaser too, but for the right reason. Because she enjoys doing things that makes people feel good. I thought, yes, me too! However, with any quality comes two ways of using it. It can be productive or destructive. So we have to use it just as mindfully as we do anything else. If we don’t than every time we go against ourself it adds up and before we know it we become all stuffed up, infected and irritated.

So I ask myself, “what is the solution?”

My inner spirit says, “love yourself as God loves you, and all that love will come shining through .”

About connieszone

I've come to know myself as a unique individual expression of God. I love that there is only one me in all the world. I'm still learning, growing and experiencing all the wonders that this life has to teach me. I live, move, and breath in this shell of a body God has given me, and together we travel. He see's, hears, taste, smells and touches all that I experience through the individual personality that I am. I believe He exist in each one of us for the same purpose. I am a daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother and friend to many. I love to write and express the many thoughts that swim around in my head. I love to read. I'm a creative crafty kind of person. I love being in my garden. I've been working on my families genecology for 25 years. I think that about sums me up for now.

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