“…simply make things better for someone else, as if I were to be born again, and that someone else, and it doesn't have to be me, but it could be someone like me, that they would have a better life than I had, that everyone was better. There is something seriously wrong with everyone, and that is something I observed when I was very young. We are the problem, and we need to become better, because we are fucking everything up.”
“So this is who I am. There is something seriously wrong with everyone and we need to fix it, if not for us, then for the future generations."
"Everything I have done in this life, and everything I will do, is for this purpose.”

Friday, September 14, 2012

Day 11 -Busy Personality


I accepted and allowed the thought I have to turn out the light in the kitchen. I told myself it made sense to turn out the lights during the day time. But as I walked back from turning off the light I focused on the sound of my steps and was not walking in breath. So I thought about how my steps sound busy. I see this aspect of self as being busy is defined as hurrying and discomfort, wherein when I tell someone I am busy, I experience discomfort.
So physically I see the busy aspect of self, also known as the busy character, I am physically mover at a quicker pace but I miss grab things and make miss-takes. Within my emotions and feelings, I feel suppression and compression as discomfort. And I imagine my goal as in arms reach but never quite how I imagined it to be, imperfect. Physically the consequence is a poor job.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to when I see a task that requires completion such as turning off the kitchen light, to become the busy character as the aspect of self that rushes to complete the task, all the while imagining the task to be near completion as if I only need to do a little more which gives rise to optimism as a mis-take of reality of the task, leading to a poor job and emotional discomfort.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to become the busy character when I tell someone I have been busy, which is only a reaction to my choice of words.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not simply remain here as breath when sharing to someone how I have been.
I commit myself to live out my forgiveness statements with simply remaining with breath, stopping my physical rushes and getting to a one and equal relationship with my physical body here, so as to support myself to remove the physical and/or emotional discomfort.

To Be Continued...

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