Showing posts with label self honesty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label self honesty. Show all posts

Monday, 12 November 2012

Day 108: Compromising Over Fear

This blog is a continuation to:
Day 106: Regret
Day 107: Showing my True Colours

When and as I see myself in a situation where something requires direction and then imagine myself what I would have to do to give it direction and within that react within fear towards the steps involved, and allow this fear to direct me where I 'walk away' from doing what requires to be done from the starting point of fear of facing my fear -- I stop and I breathe -- I see and realise that these fear points are not valid reasons as to why I should not do what needs to be done, and so I commit myself to not allow myself to let fear direct me but commit myself to stand as the directive principle and move myself to act according to principle instead of experience

When and as I see myself in a situation where something needs to be done, and see that there may be certain 'complications' as per my interpretation of things -- and then allow my fear of moving through those points be part of the decision-making equation -- I stop and I breathe -- I see and realise that these fear factors do not belong in a decision-making equation that concerns what is best for all life, as I have seen, realised and understood that emotions and feelings open a door to compromise and abuse within making decisions, and so I commit myself to reassess my priorities and remove the fear factors from the equation and work with what is actually relevant

When and as I see myself in a situation where something requires to be done, but have 'reservations' about this -- where I hesitate and doubt whether I should or shouldn't give it direction, and where I will look at how intense my fear is and how much I care about requires to be done -- I stop and I breathe -- I see and realise that I am working with a dysfunctional value system within myself, where I am valuing self-limitation as fear more than doing what is best for all life -- where I rather hold on to my limited existence of non-change than walking out of my comfort zone and do something real

When and as I see myself in a situation where something requires to be done, and weigh out my fears in relation to the steps I have to take and compare it to the weight of 'how much I care' about what needs to be done -- where this doesn't even necessarily carry any energetic charge, as it's just a seeing that it requires to be done -- and then decide that because my fear is so intense that I should side with that and then walk away and feel a constriction in my chest knowing that I am cheating myself and being a coward by walking away from what needs to be done out of fear of walking through change -- I stop and I breathe -- I see and realise that this experience is here for a reason, and that if my decision has been clear, there would be no such experience present and so I commit myself to stop, retrace my steps and correct myself before it is too late

When and as I see myself in a situation where something require to be done, and see that I may have to explain myself to figures of authority as to why I am doing what I am doing and where they may possibly disagree -- and based on that do not want to commit myself to do what needs to be done -- I stop and I breathe -- I see and realise that I have created an idea about 'authority' as if it something that you can't do anything about, or where it is difficult to get through -- where I've accepted and allowed myself throughout my life to place blind trust within the concept of authority without every questioning if what they stand for is in fact substantial and real and where I've accepted and allowed myself to experience myself as being intimidated and set myself up to simply obey as to not cause any trouble-- and so I commit myself to walk through my fear of dealing with authority and commit myself to investigate the concept of authority within me through self reflective writing, Self Forgiveness and Self Corrective Statements and application, so that I no longer accept and allow myself to compromise myself out of fear but stand by principle

When and as I see myself in a situation where something requires direction, and where I see I might face resistance on what I want to do coming from figures of authority, and then within that immediately want to 'withdraw' myself from the situation where I do not want to do anything and just 'walk away' out of the fear/belief that I will not be confident enough to explain myself and make a fool out of myself and get into trouble -- I stop and I breathe -- I see and realise that a situation like this shows me where I still require to work on myself, in this case 'self-confidence' and so I commit myself to take note of the points I have to work on, but do not allow these points to have a space in my decision-making and instead walk through the fear and gift myself an opportunity to change

When and as I see myself in a situation where something requires direction but let fear override common sense practical consideration and then make myself feel less bad about my decision through employing positive, hopeful thoughts that make what I just did 'seem okay' -- I stop and I breathe -- I see and reaise that those 'positive' and 'cheerful' thoughts reveal the true nature of me as dark and evil, where I am more concerned with maintaining my limited existence of self interest than doing something which is in the best interest of all -- where instead of seeing what I have done and be frank about it with myself, I use positive thoughts to cover up my actions and suppress what little common sense was left in me


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Thursday, 31 January 2008

some more self forgiveness

My sister gave me the great idea of using a dutch/english dictionary so I don't have to look the words up all the time. By the time I'm through the dictionary my vocabulary will be HUGE hahahaa.

"A new method of learning languages.... through self forgiveness, ooh yeah"

But first the self forgiveness menu of the day.



I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to believe that it is impossible to communicate with animals by talking.

I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to believe that I will never be able to communicate interdimensionaly.

I forgive myself that I haven't allowed myself to stand in oneness and equality with 'our' bird.

I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to believe that it is impossible to communicate with a strange and crazy bird like 'ours'.

I forgive myself that I haven't allowed myself to listen to what the bird has to say.

I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to separate myself from our bird.

I forgive myself that I haven't allowed myself to 'see' the bird as one as equal.

I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to separate myself from animals.

I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to take animals for granted.

I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to take the bird for granted.

I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to believe that birds are dumb.



I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to compare myself with other people.

I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to comapre myself with other people's processes.

I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to be jealous because someone else is seemingly further in their process than me.

I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to see this process as a competition

Saturday, 19 January 2008

Self-forgiveness

Did some self forgivenss on the computer. I started with computer and ended up with clothes.
I just folllowed my thoughts and intentions. for the people that do not know what self-forgivenss is, I strongly suggest watching these video's

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nGjxHHUv6mE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nGjxHHUv6mE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KNhfkz7Aa0Q


and visiting the Desteni website : http://www.desteni.co.za/ where there is alot of perspective given.

So here it goes :

I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to become mad at the computer because he’s not doing what I want him to do.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to realise that this computer was designed and enslaved by mankind for mankind and is as deep as me in this shit.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to separate myself from the computer.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to realise that I am one and equal with the computer.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to hate French because of my dad speaking French.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to link French to my dad because he speaks it.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to judge the French language because I linked it to my father.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to practise my French because I judged it and linked it to my father.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to dislike everything I can link to my father including me.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to dislike myself because I am the daughter of my father.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to define myself as “Leila Zamora Moreno” the daughter of “Raphael Zamora Moreno” my father.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to limit myself by defining myself as the daughter of my father.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to separate me from my father.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to realise that I am one and equal with and to my father.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to define my father – Raphael – as my father.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to realise that my father is more than just “my father”.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to realise that my father is a living and breathing being just like me and everyone else.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to define my father according to the past we have together.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to see past events when looking at my father.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to see and experience my father here, now in the moment of the breath.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to worry about what other people will think when I place my self forgiveness online, on my blog.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to separate myself from my blog.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to believe that I “own” this blog.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to be grateful for the blog.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to be grateful for the computer.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to say Thank You to the computer.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to appreciate every single thing this computer does for me.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to take this computer and all the others for granted.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to separate me from the keyboard I’m currently writing on.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to experience every single touch on the keyboard buttons while I type. I’m sure it’s overwhelming.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to take this keyboard for granted.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to become angry at the keyboard when it is my that is writing a typo.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to become angry towards myself because I wrote a typo.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself wanting to write correct because that’s the way it’s done.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to question “just the way it is done”.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to follow the masses.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to question what is written and what is been told.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to keep my eyes shut.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to blame a lot of stuff on the mind.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to realise that by blaming the mind I’m blaming myself.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to blame anything or anyone.
There is no blame. Only what we have allowed and accepted.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to search for answers.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to search and look for answers outside of me instead of realising that I am the answer, the answer lies within me.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to take myself for granted.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to believe that I am capable of nothing.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to define myself according to my acts.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to judge myself according to my actions.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to think for a moment that Sartre is an asshole.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to think that all philosophers are assholes.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to think that this entire world is one big asshole.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to believe my thoughts.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to believe that I am an asshole.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to do something about me being an asshole.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to treat other people as equals because I think they’re assholes.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to let my thoughts condemn people.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to limit my experience of other people because of my thoughts judging and condemning them to assholeness.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to experience people in their purest entirety.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to link the word “assholes” to people and especially too so called “friends”.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to mind being friends with “assholes”.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to fear the reaction within me when I notice the reaction of “non-assholic people” seeing me with “assholes”.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to care about what anyone thinks about me and all other stuff.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to realise that those “assholes” are actually showing me my assholeness within me.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to judge the word asshole.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to find assholes dirty.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to realise that everyone has an asshole and that we’re all equal assholes.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to find assholes dirty because that’s where your poo comes out.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to find poo dirty.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to realise that this poo came from within me, and can only obtain stuff that I put in my mouth or stuff that was already on my body.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to find my human physical body one dirty poo factory.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to judge my body.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to be angry and frustrated about my body instead of being grateful for what it does for me.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to take my body for granted.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to define my body according to its picture presentation.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to realise what my human physical body actually is.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to know my own human physical body.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to abuse my human physical body.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to listen at my body.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to believe that “human physical body” is much more exhausting to write than just “body”.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to judge words according to there length.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to judge size.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to instantly link “size” to “size doesn’t matter” to “sex”.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to link “size” with “sex”.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to take my glasses for granted.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to be grateful for my glasses because they are supporting and assisting me.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to link “glasses” to “nerds”.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to define people with glasses as nerds.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to label people as nerds.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to define people according to their “intelligence”.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to believe that I know people just by looking at their clothes.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to define and limit my perception of people by the clothes they wear.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to find clothes “pretty” and “ugly”.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself judge clothes and the people that wear them.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to dislike people that are wearing the exact same clothes as me.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to feel guilty when I buy clothing that I know someone else has too.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to believe that when I buy clothes, no-one from the people I know are allowed to buy the same, because that is so not done.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to care about this kind of crap.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to buy clothes according to their looks instead of buying clothes that assist and support me no matter what they look like.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to care about what other people think about my clothes.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to find it stupid to write forgiveness on clothes.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to think that talking or writing about clothes is stupid.
I forgive myself that I have allowed myself to think that doing forgiveness on clothes is useless.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to realise that I don’t know what useless is.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to realise that I don’t know what beauty is.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to realise that I don’t know what life is.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to realise that I don’t know what love is.
I forgive myself that I haven’t allowed myself to realise that I don’t know what ‘to be’ is.