"And you just cannot afford the luxury of sloppily looking anywhere the loudest bell that is ringing is asking you to look, and at the same time practice the Art of Allowing."
I know, I know, I know.
Sloppy thinking wreaks havoc in escrow land. Sometimes it's soooooooo tempting to slip back into a feeling whose detrimental effect has clearly been established - why is that? What is it about a familiar feeling, even if it's a negative one, that brings so much perceived comfort? How can a chemical trigger in my neuro pathways be so actively working against my best interests?
Fortunately, I'm not up to indulging this yearning in feeling land - it's just not worth it. The bell doesn't retain its original decibel levels, so the siren call isn't as compelling as it once was. With a wistful last look, I turn and walk away into the sunset, preferring to further entrench a trail in new territory than navigating these old useless ruts again.
Sigh.
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