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141- part 11: Memories Binding Us to the Past

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Ok, so resuming the previous point I was walking through with self forgiveness and self corrective statements, this is continuing from these previous blogs: Day 122 - Walking through a Moment of Irritation part 1 Day 123 - Memories Fueling Reactions part 2 Day 124 - Part 3: A Moment filled with Many Dimensions Day 125 - Part 4: Forgiving the Voices in my Head Day 126 - Part 5: Correcting the Voices in my Head Day 127 - Part 6: Forgiving and Correcting the Imagination Day 128 - Part 7: Forgiveness for being a Reactive Robot Day 129- Part 8: Correcting the Reactions Day 130 - part 9: Forgiveness & Correction: The Mind Moving the Body Day 131 - Part 10: The Consequences of What I Allow in a Moment Since I have walked through the various dimensions I had identified in this moment with A, what is left is the memory in which was feeding and fueling this reaction within me, so specifically from Day 123 - Memories Fueling Reactions part 2. I forgive myself that I have accept...

127- Part 6: Forgiving and Correcting the Imagination

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This is a continuation of: Day 122 - Walking through a Moment of Irritation part 1 Day 123 - Memories Fueling Reactions part 2 Day 124 - Part 3: A Moment filled with Many Dimensions Day 125 - Part 4: Forgiving the Voices in my Head Day 126 - Part 5: Correcting the Voices in my Head Here I will now walk the self forgiveness and self corrective statements for the imaginations dimension identified in this moment I had as a reaction towards A. Imagination Me telling her that her kids are not her slave and that I think that’s the only reason she had kids So at this point, A and B had already left, and I was back at home, reacting within my mind and a picture popped up in my head. The image was of me talking to A, telling her that I am not her slave, and that is the reason I think she had children. Within this image of me standing in front of her saying this - I was angry and wanting to get my point across to her, and within this I can recall an experience of being desperate ...