Pathological indecisiveness taken care of. I went inside myself during one nap/meditation session I had with myself and saw a chest. Like a big pirate chest. It was locked, of course, but all around were plug-ins, they looked like the wires keeping humans in place in "The Matrix." I knew what those plugs were. They were all the things that Bryon and Betty (the bio 'rents) had taught me/used to control me. I started unplugging them one by one because I HAD TO GET THAT CHEST OPEN, taking care of each of the issues I had received from them, but I got impatient and began ripping them out thinking, "I see you, thank you, I'm sorry, I love you, please forgive me." I was healing myself of those issues while I tore out the plugs, removing the control.
When I removed all the plugs I gingerly opened the chest. I knew what was inside. It was Me. Me before I allowed others to control me, to use me and change me.
Opening that chest allowed me to reconnect with myself and get over my fear of making decisions. Allowed me to move and grow and experience Life again. And it is B-E-A-U!-tiful.
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