What is my reality of the world?
Do I view people as untrustworthy
and self-centered? Is life hard,
too much work, not enough
money? Am I disappointed
with my life?
What does it mean
that we create our
own reality? Do we
cause disasters and death
with our pessimism
and discontentment?
What does it mean
“reality mirrors itself?”
Today, I woke up happy,
no, more than happy–grateful,
looking forward to
another day.
I now know how precious
life is, regardless of
how events unfold.
No matter what happens today,
when I go to bed tonight,
I will be happy–no more, than happy.
I will be grateful for this day,
will you?
What fires together wires together is basic neuroscience
Where we place our attention grows, where we withhold withers and dies
We become what we perceive
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this is beautifully crafted and hard-hitting and yet so hopeful. brilliant, friend.
Peace and Equality and Love and Respect and Justice for All ✌ ✊ 👍
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❤
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Being grateful, is the beginning and end , in itself… Beautiful words Pat.
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I just love how you give the reader much to ponder. Not just pretty words without meaning, but thought and wonder and inspiration. I always enjoy reading you, Pat. Thanks! See you next Friday! Hugs!
Kellie
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Thanks, Kellie. We are powerful Beings when we allow ourselves time to think, really think. Off with television, even music…just quiet time alone to think. hugs, pat
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I so wonder what my reality is..
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As you think, so you are. Create the reality that you want. hugs, pat
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well put…
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positive and cool,
lovely words…
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Thanks, Jingle. hugs, pat
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