I’m bringing all my experience and it’s wisdom (or not) to another year.  Like everyone else, my only limits are my own mistaken thoughts and beliefs.  They are just a product of involuntary exposure to society’s flawed suggestions, along with my knee-jerk reactions to life’s challenges.   Yes, I am innocent, and so are you.  We should automatically forgive ourselves, but perhaps not forget our observations. Remembering can be useful as the new year stirs up much self-searching.  Naturally, we want to evolve. I am currently working to discover and replace dysfunctional thoughts and beliefs with ideas that support the potential of who I really am.  I believe we are all spiritual beings capable of living happy, healthy, loving, peaceful, abundant, and productive lives.  I believe we can do and be anything we want, because we are a part of All That Is.  I’ve been catching myself increasing momentum in an unwanted direction by telling painful stories from the past.  Most of these tales seem to center around health. For example, when a friend tells me about a physical issue that I’ve had, my tendency is to let them know I understand by telling them about my experience with it.  Together, we share a conversation that is focused on physical misery, instead  of on our body’s amazing ability to heal itself… Uh oh, have I done it again?  I certainly don’t mean to speak negative words over myself.  It is my intention to stay in the present with an assumption of a positive future.

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