On to Lighter Things
My wife said about yesterday's post it was heavy. I knew it would be, but there are times I'm not thinking about bunnies and kittens. I watched a music video the other day that was full of folk music. There was a song about a young couple living on love. And the song progresses to their old age as they hold hands on the front porch still living on love. I have a hard time at times believing I'm 73. Some my age are Uber drivers and some are in nursing homes.
I have no need for care, but still my wife fixes my meals or we go out once in awhile. But we're both quite self-sufficient. I'm a little slower these days and don't like to drive or travel. Maybe I sit around too much smoking my pipe, but as I've said here, my thoughts matter. My time spent meditating matters. I never feel like I waste a second of my time. If I ever felt that way, I might get depressed or maybe I'd just feel lonely.
But I feel neither of these. I feel as though my thoughts matter. Maybe I share too much about what my thoughts are. But there's a big difference between daydreaming and a psychosis. A daydream is about what I'd like to do and a psychIosis means I'm there when I'm not. I certainly know the difference. But maybe before the Experience I was quite psychotic but not so much since. My Spirit Guides keep me grounded.
My Guides make sure I'm grounded. And I've been grounded since. I've had my beliefs about life, but knew they were beliefs. And I can still dream, but instead of exotic sports cars, my beliefs now are practical. But I believe now in the power of thought. The thing of it is I never had that belief. I felt as though I always had to be doing something. But thinking is doing something as long as my thoughts are reasonable and pure..
And if it's wishful thinking, then I have to get back to the practical. I hate when I get too far out there. I fear not getting back to reality. I always let my Spirit Guides work and sometimes I just have to say that it's all in their hands, not mine. I can have thoughts, but my trust is in them, not myself. That way I accept what is. If it is to be, it's okay, and if not then that is okay too.
I never go beyond the possible. If I ever do, I'm in trouble. And I live in the real world. I work hard to stay there. Smoking my pipe helps a lot for me to stay grounded. Why? I remember. I go back in my mind and reflect on all they told me. I've learned to accept my reality. Maybe it's what I'll do for a long time or maybe tomorrow will be different. Sharing my thoughts here can be too much. So, I just ponder the possibilities and avoid the impossible or the improbable. Today it is my Boswell pipe with some Lane 1-Q and my coffee is Tropical Bahia Brazilia. Thank you for your time and Peace to each one of you.
Dave
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