My Worst Enemy
Stress is my worst enemy. I don’t want to get into what stress can do to my mind. I can get “out there” and need to keep my stress levels manageable. I don’t want to get into it, but I’ll trust a few people with my stresses. But once that trust is ever violated I can no longer trust. I take medication to help control my stresses and what they can do to me. I’m perfectly content to spend time alone with my Angels and my thoughts.
I just had to learn to control my thoughts. They CAN get out of whack, so to speak. But over the years and with help from my Angels I can control my stress levels. I don’t worry about the end of life as I have no fear of death. If I have one fear it is too much stress. My theological thinking can give me stress. There is just too much needless death in the world today.
This is when I need to take time and remember that I do not judge for God. Actually no one does. I say to myself that I have to be as forgiving as I say God is. But I have to also remember that my Angels didn’t make me perfect, but better. I’m much better than I was. Being in communication with my Angels keeps my stresses at their lowest. I really don’t want anyone other than my Angels to have any of my stresses.
I focus on them while I smoke my pipe. This is why smoking my pipe lowers both my heart rate and my BP. It looks like I don’t do much than sit and smoking my pipe. But doing so keeps me peaceful and calm. Most pipe smokers will say they smoke a pipe for relaxing. I am relaxed when I give it all to the Angels. I can’t explain it any other way. They are my stress reducers and not anyone else. I am best when I am focused on them. Anyone who doubts Angels need not doubt any longer. I am their proof. Today my Pipe is my Gettysburg “haunted” Pipe and my tobacco is Autumn Evening. My coffee this morning is Trader Hoe’s Joe coffee. Thank you for your time and Peace to each one of you.
Dave
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