dailydatewithgod

One thing I have figured out is how full my mind is of stories telling me what I can and cannot do.  If I spend too much unchecked time in there it becomes as they say in the recovery rooms, a bad neighborhood.  Now I understand that my brain is geared for survival and developed to detect anything that may threaten that survival.  But I am not necessarily cognizant of that when I am listening to the bad news predictions going on between my ears.  The power of mindfulness from my perspective is not that it creates some ideal state of calm and zen but that it allows me some separation from thinking that all my thoughts are true and observing them as just happening.  The observation increases the feasibility of anything in my life.  Yes, of course, there are limitations.  But left to my mind’s default story, it is not worth the energy to discover what about my actions or ideas are feasible.  Maybe I cannot become a famous ballerina, but it is feasible for me to become a better dancer the more I dance.  I may not (insert grand desired goal for my life) but it is feasible for me to take the path of progression towards my desire.  It is even feasible that I will encounter surprises, learn something about myself and others, and grow in love because I am living.  When we learn to pause and not take as truth what our mind tells us is feasible and therefore worth it, we may even encounter a willingness to head in the direction of something that is not feasible for us but worth a try to find out what is feasible for us.