It’s Better than a Stick in the Eye

“'s better than a stick in the eye...” ― Spider Robinson . . . . "What's better than a stick in the eye?" When I first asked this of Treeowl, he thought that I was setting the verbal scene for a joke and he patiently waited for the punchline to be delivered, and prepared himself... Continue Reading →

A Letter to Ego

I love this post, this letter to ego, this conversation with self. Deeply contemplative and inspiring!

I wonder if the ego will reply, and if it does it in letter form too.

This reminds me of one of my favourite quotes:

“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.”

– Rumi

Thank you very much for sharing.

Mindfully Untitled

This post is inspired by an article I read today also titled A Letter to Ego.

Dear Ego,

Here are a few thoughts that have been circling my mind over and over in recent weeks and honestly I’m tired of them and I’m tired of your grasp on me and my perception of the world.

You’re Not Always Right

I know you like to think that you are always right, but really, you’re not. There are no right or wrong answers, opinions, or thoughts; there are just answers, opinions, and thoughts.

How can anything I say be right or wrong when the definitions of right and wrong are chosen by you and other egos?

I know that you have me believing everything I say is either right or wrong because you have the fear. It’s all an illusion and you’re not real anyway so why should I listen to…

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Out damned spot… of the telltale heart!

. . Doct.  What is it she does now? Look, how she rubs her hands. Gen.  It is an accustomed action with her, to seem thus washing her hands. I have known her to continue in this a quarter of an hour. Lady M.  Yet here’s a spot. Doct.  Hark! she speaks. I will set... Continue Reading →

The Artful Dodger… of Truth

She Liked her own Post! As I was perusing this week’s Weekly Writing challenge: Overheard, I saw something which made me do a double-take, not dissimilar to the ones which I do when I overhear something which makes me notice that I heard it in the first place. Robyn, the creator of this challenge and... Continue Reading →

What You See is What You Get

. . . . There are silent conversations which happen within us all the time. We talk to ourselves, we answer back, we discuss things with others, they speak with us, we chat with things as well as people, and things communicate with us... all within the confines of our mind. If someone looked at... Continue Reading →

I Never Talk About Sex…

Every now and then someone makes a remark… people make remarks all the time. It’s a basic of talking… that remark, however the person meant it, hits a soft spot within you and takes on a layer of meaning which is very personal to you.
What happens next…
Depends on the remark and the soft spot it hit.
That remark can turn a casual conversation into an argument. The person who made the remark becomes a target for what pours out of our soft spot, and what we say to them can in turn hit their soft spot and we become a target of their soft spot outpourings.
Things can go other ways too…
Soft spots… we’re very sensitive about them. And with good reason. It’s the place where we have much to learn, and through learning we also teach…
This is a post I did about someone’s teaching which helped me to learn more about my own soft spots.

An Upturned Soul

Barbara Brennan Energy chart

Energetic Defense Systems chart by Barbara Ann Brennan

I also often do what I say I never do. In fact, when I hear myself say the word ‘never’, I know that soon enough I’m going to do whatever it is the never was referring to. It acts like a curse, or a signal.

I usually don’t talk about sex because like religion and politics, it is connected to personal beliefs, and it is a minefield of arguments. Debate flies out the window and is replaced by dogma. Since beliefs get strengthened when more people agree with it, what may be an illusion becomes more tangible and real as more people pour their energy into making a dream a reality, people tend to batter you with their beliefs until you agree with them rather than accept that there are alternate realities coexisting in one place. That I can believe one thing…

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The Counsel of Owls

. . There are moments when I can sense a certain something trying to communicate with me. This certain something is within me. It is me. But which me is it? . Last night in the still of darkness, the midnight hour, a screech cut through the silence. It repeated itself, it wanted to be... Continue Reading →

The First Sign of Madness

Why is talking to yourself considered one of the first signs of madness? Surely it should be seen as a sign of sanity. How am I supposed to get to know myself, who I am, what I enjoy doing, what I like or don’t like, what my dreams are, what my fears are, work through... Continue Reading →

Why is it so Hard To Live and Let Live?

Last night I was having a conversation with a friend about Kate Moss and Playboy. We both agreed that Kate Moss is gorgeous, and we both thought her recent photoshoot for Playboy is stunning. What started the conversation was a random post on a social media site by someone who is a friend of my... Continue Reading →

The Game of Pink Elephants

My partner and I have a game which we play, the rules of which are fairly simple. If during a conversation one of us suspects that the other one is not listening, we work the words 'pink elephant' into a sentence then carry on speaking as if nothing unusual happened. It can be quite tricky... Continue Reading →

Stop the Voices!

I am telephone phobic. I have always been shy where the telephone is concerned, but the phobia only developed when I was overexposed to people who had verbal diarrhoea of a very negative kind. It all started out when I offered a helping hand to someone who not only accepted my hand, but took my... Continue Reading →

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