One powerful mind-hacking secret for surviving life is:
Don’t Believe Every Thought You Think
Your mind produces thousands of thoughts every day, some helpful, some fearful, some simply untrue. When you learn to pause and ask, “Is this a fact, or just a thought?” you create space between yourself and your worries …
Many difficult moments become more manageable when you stop treating every thought as reality …
A simple reminder: “Thoughts are visitors. I can listen to them without letting them run my life.”
When I was a little girl, everything in the world fell into either of these two categories: wrong or right. Black or white.
Now that I am an adult, I have put childish things aside and now I know that some things fall into wrong and some things fall into right. Some things are categorized as black and some things are categorized as white. But most things in the world aren’t either! Most things in the world aren’t black, aren’t white, aren’t wrong, aren’t right, but most of everything is just different.
And now I know that there’s nothing wrong with different, and that we can let things be different, we don’t have to try and make them black or white, we can just let them be grey.
And when I was a child, I thought that God was the God who only saw black and white. Now that I am no longer a child, I can see, that God is the God who can see the black and the white and the grey, too, and He dances on the grey!
Now that I’m an adult, I no longer think about right or wrong …. I’m just aging gracefully and with a smile Rushing through life’s most beautiful turns and moments … Where it doesn’t really matter What anyone will say …
Now that I’m an adult I no longer feel the necessity To be understood … If I become a good listener and can walk away from the unnecessary chaos around me … That’s enough for me …
Now that I’m an adult I understand me well …. I dance on the clouds … I fly high … I sing in the rain … I make friendships with strangers, If they’re black, white, brown or grey, it doesn’t matter… I trust the path … I enjoy the journey … I reach to where there’s only peace, love and only smiles … I have built a place where sorrows hide and love flying free and high … Thereon my soul itself becomes a love, true love all the time … And God is the God who loves me as I’m … He is ‘Okay’ with my colors whatever that is And keep a smile for me out there high above; Till the time comes to meet my Lord I embrace that colorful space with all my heart, and, fulfill my much needed soul’s quest … Grey is okay, I understand And I love colors though …
I was waiting For you And you didn’t show up while my odes started to burn … A heartache …
After a while, There a humble person came along .. Seemed so at the moment … I asked him to take a picture of me and There I sat at the corner of a bench In the garden … Took some time to Get my mood toned Up my unsettled face … There the man waited patiently … A gentleman ….
Once it’s all set yet unsteady As I was, I heard the man said, ‘Ready?’ Twinkled at him and said, ‘Yes’ Smiling … With the chilly breeze that was Passing through I preferred my warm Jacket kept aside And my heavy heart smile For the warmth I needed …. A harmony ….
Later on I welcomed a friendly Conversation with the stranger He seemed to like all of it … My chitter-chattering And laughter flowed freely, naturally … Then we started walking In the garden, blooming all around An attachment ….
The balance was the two umbrellas For each of us, His violet, mine yellow one We were walking and talking Keeping the in-between distance mindfully yet our heart-felt notions were quietly replaying … The undefined mysteries of the world, meanwhile … Letting love in our heart, unknowingly … After a while, we faded into our different paths Just two strangers with memories A detachment ….
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Tell me, what is that one odd yet beautiful encounter you experienced in your lifetime?
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