vulnerability/ˌvʌln(ə)rəˈbɪlɪti/noun
- the quality or state of being exposed to the possibility of being attacked or harmed, either physically or emotionally.
Tue, 25 Aug 2020
Choice may be the greatest tool/skill/weapon we have in life. Everything stems from that. My joy/sadness, both stem from choice. Choice is the seed for the the direction we will go(though I'm always heading in the same direction, it’s just the pace/steps I take to get there. Point A to point B). Choice is the key element I overlook in situations, being that it is the determining factor of how I learn from the situation. It is not always easy to realize this in the moment, but moving forward I'll make it a practice.
Do and see what will happen.
"I feel" may be the the most inappropriate phrase I've been using in the past days. "I feel" gets me caught and focused on a certain point, which can disrupt the flow. Yes "I feel" but I should not let the "feel" become a distraction.
"I feel" can pull me away from growth, or slow growth, because I become caught up in feeling. I may feel 100 different feelings in a day, how will I get anything done if I'm being pulled in so many different directions? My practice needs to become acknowledgment those feelings and then come back to the center. Seeing how I can use "I feel" to learn/grow. I remind myself there is no good/bad there is how I operate. I can turn "I feel" into energy to do what I need to do, whether it is a negative/positive "I feel". They can both be used to move further. All that I need is inside of me, it is what I choose to use that will define my being.
Now:
I was just reading something that said I would only listen to my positive thoughts.
I think this matches up with this thought I had about choice being a very powerful determining factor of how things play out in my life.
I acknowledge recently that in one of my relationships, I found myself getting so caught up in the low moments in it. Even though I knew there were plenty of high moments; I was highlighting all of the lows.
I’m seeing how this paints the picture of a relationship rather heavily.
It doesn’t matter how “good” something is, if the focus is highlighting the low moments that “good’ thing will feel bad simply because that is what I keep bringing to light.
Imagine I clean my house. Top to bottom, giving it the full work. Then the moment something falls on the floor I talk about how dirty my house is.
That choice of viewing it that way is trapping me in a prison and also saying that perfect is the only thing that I’ll settle for. Knowing there is no perfect.