We break patterns by stepping beyond the familiar — beyond family expectations, old versions of ourselves, and the noise of a world engineered to divide and distract. Real connection, the kind that wakes the heart and steadies the spirit, starts when we stop letting “them” define our reality. A reminder to reclaim your agency, trust your instincts, and hold a different image of what’s possible.
Category: Journal Entries
thoughts, ponderings, experiences and lessons learned. or, something deep and life-changing.
I’m angry. I’m angry because I love you, and care about your future — rather, our collective future and our wellbeing — and I feel powerless to protect you from those strange, delusional few who are out there: those whose aim is to foment and to feed off your fears, your need for emotional expression and creative satiety, your need to be seen, to be held, and to belong…to control your every move, to make you believe you’re fragile and weak, and then to profit from your self-induced illnesses.
I’m angry because I don’t know if there’s anything I can do about it.
Today I am missing real connection. As the thought crosses my awareness, I’m astonished to consider that maybe I haven’t really had such a feeling or experience since I was maybe three or four years old.
So, what happened?
We can waste an awful lot of time, energy and resources going through and abiding by cyclical mental processes, based almost entirely on our imagination.
For a long time, I used to be calculating with how and when I would give or share my love, energy and attention. “What about my needs?” would inevitably creep in to my otherwise genuinely generous state of mind, degrading and demoting a caring presence into a transaction. “This is a one-way relationship…me to them. It’s all about them.” is another frequent scarcity-based belief, a condition, a program I’ve learned is not my own. I borrowed it at some point, and it has poisoned my process, my beingness, my authenticity in critical moments.