Delight
14th December 2014, 18:03
"What: the feeling" is WTF some days.
I recently had an abrupt fracture of upset with a friend I value. He is going through the grief of death of his dog (who is like his son because they were so close). Yes, I was insensitive in the extreme to timing of something I said.
However, that something I said was what I really thought but did not "formulate" until it "passed my lips" and he asked me to "take it back". I was incensed by this request. I figured he should should just take it or leave it. The whole episode high lights our communication. In order to communicate with me, he is "careful" he says.
My desire is "carefree" communication that trusts what I hear is what is really "there" and that we can trust that what we say needs little "analysis". To have this mismatch is WTF with this person OFTEN.
I desire to grow in trust in intuition. My experience is a set up in life in the past of being "shushed". My value became to trust myself to "say and do without calculation". The need to remember just what is said in a conversation and the slow process of asking at every step..."is this what is meant" leaves me at a loss feeling crazy and so extremely triggered I feel rage.
Anyone else feel crazy rage in flight fight reaction with some beloved humans for "some reason"???
Fight and flee seem the response of "maintaining integrity" of myself? I believe in my true intention to be in Love and yet fear rears up that something threatens my very being based on ideas. This is seriously a handicap to child like being at ease with life as it presents. Yet, I will not do well to hate on my habits.
In general, IMO, the new earth is an innocent domain of spontaneous connection (source + US) that is about no longer experiencing life as a threat to survive. I KNOW this is the truth of what is possible!! I am pretty sure that the echo of this "survival threat" fear gets personal as a message from the past: "stand" strong "against" a tide of fearful stuff.
If POV became so much something to protect that it could be more important that the relationships of people, I can change this value habit.
How to STOP the habit?
Ow0lr63y4Mw
Kryon is "channeled piece of the soup of God" giving me a message today about a dysfunctional hold on "my own very own and sacred Belief system (BS) stance"....... a spin on alienation I prefer to release AND yet "no fault" AND part of the let go we may choose now.
When I feel attached to protecting my intangible "perspective" I alienate in many ways MYSELF from others. Kryon points out that there is a spinning of our "truth" that alienates. I see this as a 'friction" that pushes away.
XQjbEJIOHU8
I declare I AM willing to trust all of life including being challenged in weirdly 'impersonal personal' ways by ideas. I AM committed to allowing all reacting but see it and let the reaction pass me by. I am willing to let "what this feeling" (WTF) of 'screamin meanies' mean I am healed (refer to Matt Kahn for details).
Matt Kahn is speaking to this also today...(so healing to me that I am sharing)
nMa-ri-2XWg
The WTF (what the feeling) of being so triggered by those I love and the mutual friction of making OUR experiences less important that the "protection" of "MY" ideas is just not that important. MY relationships grow in LOVE today.
I am personally seeking balance of a gyroscope who may look unbalanced and commit to forgiving everything. As I am always, all is well. Even in my imbalanced spin some days, l join in love in a "a new earth, new age"....
kMv8lCpSaLU
I AM enjoying MY Sunday school today. Here is a hymn. Love, Maggie
G2U-b2bVvC8
Mike & The Mechanics - The Living Years
(Lyrics)
*
Every generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door
*
I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my Father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
*
Crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thought
Stilted conversations
I'm afraid that's all we've got
*
You say you just don't see it
He says it's perfect sense
You just can't get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talking in defense
*
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
*
So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
It's the bitterness that lasts
*
So don't yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different date
And if you don't give up, and don't give in
You may just be O.K.
*
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
*
I wasn't there that morning
When my Father passed away
I didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say
*
I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I'm sure I heard his echo
In my baby's new born tears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
*
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
*
By Mike & The Mechanics, The Living Years CD 1987
I recently had an abrupt fracture of upset with a friend I value. He is going through the grief of death of his dog (who is like his son because they were so close). Yes, I was insensitive in the extreme to timing of something I said.
However, that something I said was what I really thought but did not "formulate" until it "passed my lips" and he asked me to "take it back". I was incensed by this request. I figured he should should just take it or leave it. The whole episode high lights our communication. In order to communicate with me, he is "careful" he says.
My desire is "carefree" communication that trusts what I hear is what is really "there" and that we can trust that what we say needs little "analysis". To have this mismatch is WTF with this person OFTEN.
I desire to grow in trust in intuition. My experience is a set up in life in the past of being "shushed". My value became to trust myself to "say and do without calculation". The need to remember just what is said in a conversation and the slow process of asking at every step..."is this what is meant" leaves me at a loss feeling crazy and so extremely triggered I feel rage.
Anyone else feel crazy rage in flight fight reaction with some beloved humans for "some reason"???
Fight and flee seem the response of "maintaining integrity" of myself? I believe in my true intention to be in Love and yet fear rears up that something threatens my very being based on ideas. This is seriously a handicap to child like being at ease with life as it presents. Yet, I will not do well to hate on my habits.
In general, IMO, the new earth is an innocent domain of spontaneous connection (source + US) that is about no longer experiencing life as a threat to survive. I KNOW this is the truth of what is possible!! I am pretty sure that the echo of this "survival threat" fear gets personal as a message from the past: "stand" strong "against" a tide of fearful stuff.
If POV became so much something to protect that it could be more important that the relationships of people, I can change this value habit.
How to STOP the habit?
Ow0lr63y4Mw
Kryon is "channeled piece of the soup of God" giving me a message today about a dysfunctional hold on "my own very own and sacred Belief system (BS) stance"....... a spin on alienation I prefer to release AND yet "no fault" AND part of the let go we may choose now.
When I feel attached to protecting my intangible "perspective" I alienate in many ways MYSELF from others. Kryon points out that there is a spinning of our "truth" that alienates. I see this as a 'friction" that pushes away.
XQjbEJIOHU8
I declare I AM willing to trust all of life including being challenged in weirdly 'impersonal personal' ways by ideas. I AM committed to allowing all reacting but see it and let the reaction pass me by. I am willing to let "what this feeling" (WTF) of 'screamin meanies' mean I am healed (refer to Matt Kahn for details).
Matt Kahn is speaking to this also today...(so healing to me that I am sharing)
nMa-ri-2XWg
The WTF (what the feeling) of being so triggered by those I love and the mutual friction of making OUR experiences less important that the "protection" of "MY" ideas is just not that important. MY relationships grow in LOVE today.
I am personally seeking balance of a gyroscope who may look unbalanced and commit to forgiving everything. As I am always, all is well. Even in my imbalanced spin some days, l join in love in a "a new earth, new age"....
kMv8lCpSaLU
I AM enjoying MY Sunday school today. Here is a hymn. Love, Maggie
G2U-b2bVvC8
Mike & The Mechanics - The Living Years
(Lyrics)
*
Every generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door
*
I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my Father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
*
Crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thought
Stilted conversations
I'm afraid that's all we've got
*
You say you just don't see it
He says it's perfect sense
You just can't get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talking in defense
*
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
*
So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
It's the bitterness that lasts
*
So don't yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different date
And if you don't give up, and don't give in
You may just be O.K.
*
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
*
I wasn't there that morning
When my Father passed away
I didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say
*
I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I'm sure I heard his echo
In my baby's new born tears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
*
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
*
By Mike & The Mechanics, The Living Years CD 1987