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 .”
To my WordPress friends and faithful followers.
God has funny ways of providing the kind of situations that make us have to take a time out or step back to re-evaluate our lives. Tomorrow I go in for some minor surgery. I’m sure I won’t be thinking real clear for the next few days. However, as soon as my mind begins to clear, I’d like to take some time to re-valuate what I am hoping to accomplish in my writing. One thing I know for sure is that I love writing the inspirational thoughts that come from my own question about life. When I am truly writing from the heart it comes through so easily, and I know that it is then that I am in that place of passion that comes from my true self. I love the friends I have made through this site. We, as writers, are so good at inspiring and encouragement each other to keep using the gift we’ve been blessed with, and for that, I thank you.
I look forward to coming back feeling better, more clear headed, and focused.
Peace my friends,
I can smell when other people are sick, but I can’t tell them what’s wrong. We dogs have certain smells too that are indicators that something is wrong with us. We can’t tell you that we have a rotten tooth, kidney disease or liver problems, but our breath and actions speak for us if you’re paying attention.
My Connie’s always saying how bad my breath is. She has tried to brush my teeth, but I’m sorry, I don’t like it, so I won’t let her. She sometimes buys me treats that are suppose to help clean them, but instead of gnawing on them the way I’m supposed to, I practically swallow them whole, they taste so good. She’s been putting off taking me to the vet for a teeth cleaning because she knows how much I hate going to the vet. I think too that she’s afraid to find out that there might be something wrong with me. It’s called denial.
I guess just like aging human’s, us old dogs have to go into the body shop once in a while for an overhaul too. I suppose I should look at my Connie as an example, if she can do it I guess I can as well. It helps having your favorite person by your side to comfort you. Plus The vet speaks dog language, and can interpret for you, what we dogs can’t say in words.
I think I’ll take a nap now. When I awake the entire thought and worry will be gone as if it never took place. Hot diggity dog, I’m glad God made me a dog.