The Power of Thought and Expression

Sitting on Edge of Spain

Waking up feeling refreshed today, taking time to meditate and then read, I continued my morning like I always do, with a questionโ€ฆ

โ€œ๐‘Šโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘กโ€™๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ?โ€

As Iโ€™m asking myself this, I pull out my journal, and I begin to write.

๐—œ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜„๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜† ๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต๐˜๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ

๐—œ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜„๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜† ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐˜†๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—œ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ

๐—œ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜„๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒโ€ฆ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€, ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐˜‚๐—ฝ

And in that case, I ask myself againโ€ฆ

And again, if necessary

Ang again, if needed

Until I start to write once more. And before I know it,

The sound of my fingers tapping the keyboard comes to life

The sight of the cursor dancing across the screen puts a smile on my face

The feeling of sheer calm and enjoyment as words pour out is evident

For me, this one activity brings together all of my experiences in life.

For me, this is the most enjoyable part of my day.

For me, this one daily activity improves my ability to care for and connect with others

โ€ฆAnd allows me to express everything in a way that

#๐Ÿญ ๐—ข๐—ฏ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—œ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜

#๐Ÿฎ ๐—”๐˜€๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—œโ€™๐—บ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—œ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜, ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—œโ€™๐—บ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜†๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ

#๐Ÿฏ ๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€, ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜…๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜†, ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€, ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐˜†, ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€

#๐Ÿฐ ๐—˜๐—ป๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€, ๐—ท๐—ผ๐˜†, ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป, ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ฒ

And yesterday was no different, as I wrote the followingโ€ฆ.

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๐—˜๐—ป๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐—™๐—ฒ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿด, ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿต

โ€œ๐‘Šโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘กโ€™๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ?โ€

Whatโ€™s on my mind is many things, but few all the same.

I use to think that if my mind moved at a slower pace, there was something wrong with me, as It was a badge of achievement and productivity when my mind was consciously processing multiple problems at a time.

Well, something Iโ€™ve noticed over the previous months, in comparison to the majority of my life, my mind now moves a much slower pace. It processes and absorbs information with more intention. My mind receives clearer messages than ever before, vs mixed messages and signals that often left me showing up as frantic, nervous, anxious, and realistically, afraid of one thing or another.

Whether I was nervous about the conversation I needed to have with my significant other. Or, anxious about the pending presentation I had that week. Or, uneasy about the future of my career, and not knowing what I wanted to change. My mind was always trying to avoid pain by moving 1 million miles per hour. It was exhausting.

And, Iโ€™m certain I came off as either arrogant, rude, distant, aloof, or many other things, depending on the person perceiving my actions, reactions, or body language.

However, I can tell that I have slowed greatly, and it feels incredible. Iโ€™m grateful for the slowed intentionality, especially as I focus on improving my writing and message that Iโ€™m sharing on Facebook, and soon enough, blog.

Thankfully, I donโ€™t feel the same fear about posting that I use to. That fear that I was doing something wrong. That fear that people would criticize me and my message. The fear that I would be rejected or met with indifference. The fear of just being me.

And the funny thing, I notice that, yes, there are times I still feel unease, but for the most part, I have changed my relationship to the fear I once felt about sharing openly on social media. More often than not, when Iโ€™m hitting โ€œpostโ€, I have a smile, versus a wave of anxiety.

Which is a great thing, because if Iโ€™m going to share about how people can change their relationship with fear, I must be able to do it myself. Without being able to change the relationship with my own fear, I would be left with a vision I want for my life, and without taking any action, means it would never happen. And, that is unacceptable.

I firmly believe in the creative and destructive power that our energy puts off, the energy that comes from within us, from our hearts and mind

I believe that our inner world steers our actions, and thus, creates the world we see, and often find ourselves inhabiting

And thus, just as important as taking action, and putting in the โ€œworkโ€, is taking time to change our relationship with ourselves.

For me, that has been the case, along many people that Iโ€™m close with. I have spent the past 2.5 years heavily focused on my own fears, beliefs, actions, goals, and ultimately, life, and because of that, I have seen my own actions change dramatically.

Just one year ago, I was afraid to post anything on social media that may be criticized or ignored, so often, I didnโ€™t post anything. As of late, Iโ€™ve shared some of the most personal stories from my life, and since I know that my intent is of good nature, and because Iโ€™ve changed my relationship with my own fears, the action freezing fear I use to feel has gone with the tide.

You know, as I share this, and I reread the journal entry, which, each day comes out in different formats, styles, and tones, I realize just how powerful writing is for me. How much value it has added to my life. How it has literally transformed the way I think, speak, act, and live my life.

Like the gym, for many, this is one ritual that is a must for me every day.

And the truth is, just a couple of years ago, the thought of ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ณ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜„๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜…๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜†, because, I wasnโ€™t sure I wanted to know what was really going on in the depths of my own mind.

That too, has changed.

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