Thursday, December 6, 2012


Choosing what to write about- how decision is influenced



I am having a problem with choosing what to write about. I am lead by fear to not write about certain topics because I don't want to offend or scare-off anyone, especially my extended family. I assume they will still not understand as before when I presented this information to them, and they will only make defense for their personal beliefs and harsh judgment towards me, and ultimately, will not be interested or open-minded in listening to what I have to say.



So now I see that within this difficulty in choosing what to write about, I am not really able to choose freely, because I am lead by my memories, my fear, my mind consciousness system, instead of me living my word as who I am. I can clearly see how I do not really have a choice, because it is manipulated by my environment, by the people in my life, and by my own fears. My choice is controlled by my thoughts, feelings and emotions, by my desire to be accepted.



But what about me? Why can't I just say what I want? Not what I want by what I think will benefit me most, by manipulation of words, to make me seem intelligent and kind, but just the words as who I am, without worry of how my words will be taken? Worry manipulates choice, taking it from me. I don't need to write about something to make myself SEEM any kind of way, but write out me in all actuality. Therefore, choice does not exist in self-honesty. There is no choice except to write me, in reality in this moment, as I am living my word.



I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to believe that choice exists.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to believe that I am in control and in power over my world, because 'I make my own choices'.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realize that choice has never really existed, because all choices were pre-determined through what we have accepted and allowed ourselves to exist as, as a mind-consciousness system.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to hide behind 'free will' and 'free choice'.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not want to give up my 'free will' and 'free choice', because that means that I will have to be self-honest.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to fear self-honesty.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to fear to lose everything I have and everything I have defined myself as- if I were to give up 'free will' and 'free choice'.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to use 'free will' and 'free choice' to justify why I shouldn't stand up and speak up when I see dishonesty is being allowed because 'they can do as they want as they please', 'it is their right to do so'.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to have the right to do anything I want to do, without consideration for anyone else.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to believe that myself and my close family members are more important than anyone in this world.



When and as I have trouble choosing what to write about, I stop, I breathe, and do not allow myself to be lead by past experiences, future probabilities, thoughts, feelings, and emotions of my mind-consciousness system. Instead I realize that the only choice I have is to stand as the ultimate expression of myself and the realization of myself in every moment.

Trust as Self-Dishonesty - “Why didn't I just listen to myself?”



I made a bad mistake by not trusting myself. I had been quite content with staying home, reading, hanging with my children and husband, retiring to bed at 9:30pm and waking up at 5:30am to walk and ride my bike. My birthday was coming up and one of my friends wanted to “take me out” to celebrate. I initially had the feeling that I was not at all interested in going out to a bar, drinking, and staying up late, since after all I was in a great routine of taking care of myself the best way I could. I had no desire for anything else, but I chose to follow my thoughts and allowed fear to lead my decision. I didn't want to disappoint my friend, and have her believe that I am no fun anymore. I began to wonder if I really was no fun anymore, and told myself that I could have fun going out again, although I always had a nagging feeling that I shouldn't go, that I would be too tired, and that I would be abusing myself. I truly wanted to stay home, but I went out anyway.



Because my friend cannot drive, I had to drive us out. Before we even arrived my friend was trying to convince me into letting her buy me a “birthday shot”. I told her I do not do shots, because they are too strong, I don't want to “get wasted”, and I had to drive us home. I felt like I wouldn't enjoy myself unless I drank some alcohol so I chose to drink only ultra light beer, because it has the least amount of alcohol in it, and I thought that was the safest route for me. The problem here, is that after two beers, I was feeling a slight buzz, meaning my brain was already distorted, and I allowed my friend to talk me into taking a very weak “shot”. It was not straight up liquor, but a small amount of a mixed drink with a silly name to it. I had refused a few times but allowed myself to be persuaded because I didn't want to be considered “no fun”. I had allowed myself to succumb to peer pressure, to be like the rest of the group, and to fit in. I took the shot.



It was getting late, probably about 1:00am, four hours past my bed time, and I was ready to go home but my friend was not ready to leave. She told me she really wanted to stay out and that she would find a ride home, and I realized there was no convincing her to leave with me. I bought a sandwich before I left, and headed out. I was tired, and distracted by my sandwich spilling over when I first started the car. Seeing the headlights shine on the building in front of me, I had believed they were fully on, but they weren't. A feature on my car (which is new to me) automatically turns on the headlights partially, but not the tail lights, fooled me into thinking I had them both all the way on. Within five minutes of leaving, I was pulled over by a state trooper for speeding and driving without taillights. I was speeding because I noticed the traffic light, which tends to be one that takes a very long time to change, far up ahead of me was still green and I didn't want to get stuck at it at this late time of night by myself.



When I was asked where I had come from and if I had anything to drink, I was honest. I didn't think I had too much to impair my driving. I felt very tired, but not drunk. My eyes were red and watery from being in a smokey bar, yet the state trooper used that as proof I was drunk. I refused to blow into an intoxilizer, because I don't trust my fate in a machine that is proven to be 15% inaccurate, especially for people who have elevated keytones due to exercising. Because of my refusal, I automatically had my drivers license suspended for a full year. I had no choice but to admit guilt for driving while intoxicated, because if I were to go to trial and lose, I would be placed in jail for six months and I cannot take that chance.



All of this is due to me not placing trust in myself. I wish I would have just told my friend I wasn't interested in going out for my birthday. I wish I would have trusted myself, my initial feeling that I should not go out. Instead, I allowed myself to follow my thoughts and fears. I placed my trust in my friend, who I allowed to convince me in what I should do to “celebrate my birthday and have fun”, instead of placing trust in myself, and because of this I am in a whole lot of trouble. I will be paying for this one decision 'to not place trust within myself ' for the next two years.



I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to separate myself from myself by defining my trust within another.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to separate myself from my own self trust in defining and placing my trust within something or someone separate from me.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to separate myself from other beings by placing my trust within them, instead of trusting myself.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to place my trust in others because I am too afraid to take responsibility for myself, my life, and my creation as this world.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to place my trust outside of myself because I am afraid of myself.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to try to get other people to trust me, because if they trust me I can manipulate and control them.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realize that if I place my trust in another, that they will betray and deceive me- equal and one to my starting point of self-deception within placing my trust outside of me.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realize that therefore betrayal doesn't actually exist.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to be angry with other people for betraying me, not realizing that I betrayed myself within the very starting point of trusting them in the first place- and therefore I am responsible, and cannot blame them for feeling betrayed.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to rely on memories to tell me what to do/who to be.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to trust my mind to tell me what to do/who to be.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to trust my mind instead of trusting myself.

I forgive myself that I've accepted and allowed myself to abdicate my self responsibility to my mind in trusting my mind rather than me.

I forgive myself that I've accepted and allowed myself to diminish my self trust through continuously choosing my mind over me- following what my mind tells me to do, suppressing myself- instead of doing and saying what requires to be done or spoken in a moment.



When and as I feel pressured to do something that someone else wants to do, I stop, I breath, I listen to myself, and I do not accept or allow myself to react to what the other person says. I do not allow myself to follow my thoughts, my memories and my fears. I ask myself why I feel it is important to please this other person, I do not accept or allow my self to manipulate the other by attempting to get the other to trust me and I do not accept or allow myself to be manipulated by the other. Instead- I place my trust within myself, and take responsibility for myself, living my words as who I am, embracing the other as equal and one to myself.