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Friendship Begins With Me...
You have three choices: keep on fighting, ignore each other, or make up and be friends.
Those words have been said many times over the centuries, yet somehow fighting takes control of a situation and doesn't stop until there is nothing left but broken hearts.
It seems I have been conditioned to think that fighting is the solution to all my problems. I fight over little things in order to maintain control over people and things. I fight over elections and the right to die or the right to live. I fight in sports arenas, at work, in churches, on the radio, on TV and in the movies. I watch nations fight and destroy and judge the winner and loser by the destruction that follows. I live to fight but die a little each time I do, for my natural state of being is love. I made my choice to separate from my natural state so I can fight, hate and abuse the world around me, all in the name of justice. I fight within myself; gripped in the vice of fear I battle my thoughts in order to survive. The price I pay for that choice is a life of separation.
There is always another choice in all the probabilities that appear in my daily life. I can ignore the things that bother me and cause me pain. There's no sin in not focusing on unwanted experiences. Avoiding a certain person or place does solve a lot of stress and discomfort in every day living momentarily. I don't have to hide from anything to ignore them; I can just change my thoughts about them. My thoughts will lead me where I want to go.
If there is a person or place in my world that is causing me discomfort it's not about them, it's all about me. I see something in them that is something I don't like about myself. By avoiding that lesson I will continue to experience the discomfort in some way until I solve the issue within myself. So it's OK to not focus on a issue, but it will appear again and again until I face it and move through it, not by fighting it, but by embracing it.
Friendship is the art of accepting myself; accepting the flaws of human existence that are part of my physical journey. I see these flaws in everything and react to them by letting fear take over. I find myself locked in a world of hate. Hate becomes what I see around me and I fight to get it out of my life. By fighting it, I bring more of it into my life. Friendship or self-love is the answer that I search to find. Each annoyance is there for me to remember who I am and where I came from. Every time I surrender to pain and allow it to flow through me and accept it with love I change that pain into what I am, a friend.
Friendship begins with me. When I unite my ego with my inner self I become that friend. I am able to spread that friendship and treat everyone and everything with respect and gratitude. I may not like it at first, but I accept it knowing it is a lesson for me to learn. The dislike becomes the love that surrounds me and I move another step closer to becoming aware of other aspects of my self. Friendship is the gift I give to myself; it is a gift of unity and appreciation. It is me looking in a mirror and smiling at the reflection.
www.shortsleeves.net
http://halmanogue.blogspot.com/
Those words have been said many times over the centuries, yet somehow fighting takes control of a situation and doesn't stop until there is nothing left but broken hearts.
It seems I have been conditioned to think that fighting is the solution to all my problems. I fight over little things in order to maintain control over people and things. I fight over elections and the right to die or the right to live. I fight in sports arenas, at work, in churches, on the radio, on TV and in the movies. I watch nations fight and destroy and judge the winner and loser by the destruction that follows. I live to fight but die a little each time I do, for my natural state of being is love. I made my choice to separate from my natural state so I can fight, hate and abuse the world around me, all in the name of justice. I fight within myself; gripped in the vice of fear I battle my thoughts in order to survive. The price I pay for that choice is a life of separation.
There is always another choice in all the probabilities that appear in my daily life. I can ignore the things that bother me and cause me pain. There's no sin in not focusing on unwanted experiences. Avoiding a certain person or place does solve a lot of stress and discomfort in every day living momentarily. I don't have to hide from anything to ignore them; I can just change my thoughts about them. My thoughts will lead me where I want to go.
If there is a person or place in my world that is causing me discomfort it's not about them, it's all about me. I see something in them that is something I don't like about myself. By avoiding that lesson I will continue to experience the discomfort in some way until I solve the issue within myself. So it's OK to not focus on a issue, but it will appear again and again until I face it and move through it, not by fighting it, but by embracing it.
Friendship is the art of accepting myself; accepting the flaws of human existence that are part of my physical journey. I see these flaws in everything and react to them by letting fear take over. I find myself locked in a world of hate. Hate becomes what I see around me and I fight to get it out of my life. By fighting it, I bring more of it into my life. Friendship or self-love is the answer that I search to find. Each annoyance is there for me to remember who I am and where I came from. Every time I surrender to pain and allow it to flow through me and accept it with love I change that pain into what I am, a friend.
Friendship begins with me. When I unite my ego with my inner self I become that friend. I am able to spread that friendship and treat everyone and everything with respect and gratitude. I may not like it at first, but I accept it knowing it is a lesson for me to learn. The dislike becomes the love that surrounds me and I move another step closer to becoming aware of other aspects of my self. Friendship is the gift I give to myself; it is a gift of unity and appreciation. It is me looking in a mirror and smiling at the reflection.
www.shortsleeves.net
http://halmanogue.blogspot.com/
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Comment by Hal Manogue on November 18, 2008 at 12:44pm -
Thank you PeeJay. Yes, you make life special!
Love,
Hal
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Comment by PeeJay on November 18, 2008 at 12:41pm -
Hi me! Well said and much appreciated! I'm so happy to see you were able to post. It has made my year!
xoxoxo,
PeeJay
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