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For some weeks now, I have been trapped in a pattern of negative thoughts, playing them over and over again like broken record. the more I listen to them, the worse the story gets... my thoughts are stories of my own making, self-confirmations, self-fulfilling prophecies.
Thoughts are like avalanches, when I dwell on them too long, they gather momentum and destroy many wonderful things along their rumbling path.
Thoughts are defiant, the harder I resist, the more they persist.
Thoughts are perverse, like a dried scab I keep picking at until an old wound is re-opened.
Thoughts are ever-present, impossible to ignore, like the uncontrollable need to run my tongue along a jagged tooth.
Thoughts need training, taming and containing because when left unguarded, they have always become my own worse enemy.
Is the love of thoughts a prison of my own making? A cage with no bars? An excuse to dwell on all those matters that no longer matter?
Marrakech is a home away from home, a place where contemplation always teaches me a lesson...Today I have made a promise to replace the love of thoughts with a single loving thought.
One simple single thought of love, to trump all thoughts and fizzle away the insanely intricate stories I have been telling myself.
I feel as I have been trapped underground for months and the time has come to come up for air.
I know exactly what to do.
I have the answers.
I will change the way I look at things and trust that the things I look at will change...