. So, I have to break the glass. Jump down to the next floor.

It’s a lifelong effort, at least it has been for me so far. I thoroughly enjoy uncovering the layers upon layers upon layers of the self. Just when I hit the bottom, I start wiping. Then I find I’ve wiped away a dirty piece of glass that lets me peer to the level below that. So, I have to break the glass. Jump down to the next floor.

It’s an adventure game and i love it. Where’s the “me” in all of this? All of it, even the stuff I don’t want. I literally believe, “It’s all good!”, although I like working on self-control of the “me” in the “moment”. When negative thoughts come, I let them pass by like clouds. When I find myself emotionally pulled in a direction I do not care for, I find ways to dissect what about the situation is causing the emotional pull within me… and usually I have to remove myself from the situation because excessive emotional influence (especially when my empathy is being manipulated without my permissoin) is hard to resist once I get past a certain point.

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