A psychologist walked around a room while teaching stress management to an audience. As she raised a glass of water, everyone expected they’d be asked the “half empty or half full” question. Instead, with a smile on her face she inquired, “How heavy is this glass of water?” The answers called out ranged from 8oz to 20 oz. She replied, “The absolute weight doesn’t matter. It depends on how long I hold it. If i hold it for a minute, its not a problem. If i hold it for an hour, i’ll have an ache in my arm. If i hold it for a day, my arm will feel numb and paralyzed. In each case, the weight of the glass doesn’t change, but the longer i hold it, the heavier it becomes.” She continued, “The stress and worries in life are like that glass of water. Think about them for a while and nothing happens. Think about them for a big longer and they begin to hurt. And if you think about them all day long, you will feel paralyzed - incapable of doing anything.” Always remember to put the glass down.
So I simply ask
That if you happen to ever, ever, ever, ever like something I write on here. Please, for the love of sweet baby Jesus. It would be the greatest honor in the world if you could just reblog it. That is, if you find it worthy enough.
But it would sincerely be the best thing you could ever do for me, or anyone out there trying to get their writing out.
But only if it is really worthy.
If not, you can scroll down your feed.
But if you like it enough, then maybe you’d reblog it?
Don’t fight with what you take to be obstacles on your way. Just be interested in them, watch them, observe, enquire. Let anything happen - good or bad. But don’t let yourself be submerged by what happens. The mind must learn that beyond the moving mind there is the background of awareness, which does not change. The mind must come to know the true self and respect it and cease covering it up, like the moon which obscures the sun during solar eclipse. Just realize that nothing observable, or experienceable is you, or binds you. Take no notice of what is not yourself. You are aware anyhow, you need not try to be. What you need is to be aware of being aware. Be aware deliberately and consciously, broaden and deepen the field of awareness. You are always conscious of the mind, but you are not aware of yourself as being conscious.
I’ve loved you all.
In my life I’ve loved them all: The people who have stayed & the people who have left. The people I’ve had falling outs with; whether through time or through differences. The people I see everyday, to the people I see every now & then. I love you all. The people who moved, near or far. From when we were once best friends, to now just casual acquaintances. From the heartfelt discussions, to the awkward hellos. The people that are long gone from this earth. My family, my friends. My loves, my losses. I love you all. I’m thankful even in times where I forget to be thankful & begin to grow bored with the same run around & routine. The same mundane day, with the same people: I fucking love you. To the people I haven’t spoken to, hell, I fucking love you too. I love you all because in a a sense, you made me. You affected my life as much as I have affected yours, for as close we are or were. I love you all. So, on this fucking thanksgiving, I am grateful, I am thankful. I loved them all.