Seems a lot of my
writings so far have the word comfort in them, I seem to like my comfort zone. I
can see this comfort zone that I exist in and as, it’s an imaginary cage, ya I really
like my cage; it’s a nice place to relax, I know what to do in my cage and there
might be something scary outside my cage like seeing who I am.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself as
anxiety towards going out dancing where I might show a weakness as fear of
being judged.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself as fear
of exposing perceived weaknesses like nervousness if I’m meeting new people.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself as future
projections where I show nervousness or a lack of self confidence.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself as fear
of exposing weakness when writing blogs.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not
realize the more I stay in my comfort zone the smaller the cage I’m in.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself as
addiction to my comfort zone and allowing my thoughts, fears and anxieties
direct me.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to let my
comfort zone get so small that I end up as a mind that runs on automatic.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not
realize that when sitting in the physical comfort zone its physical self abuse making
myself weaker which creates a downward spiral.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to
believe aggression is the key to ‘busting out’ of my cage that I have created,
this aggression as an energetic experience cannot be maintained.
I commit myself to slow myself down in the physical and walk
out of my comfort zone one breath at a time and not let any set backs or steps
forward stop me from walking, I move self directed aware of myself as the
comfort zone pushing through the resistances, I stop the fear of finding out
who I am outside the comfort zone as well as fear of others finding out who I am
outside the comfort zone.
I commit myself to see, realize and understand that any time
I feel caged it’s just me creating it knowing that if I end up in the mind I have
definitely gone too far in the wrong direction, I bring myself back aware of
breath and make myself stronger ‘here’ in the physical.
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