Some memes

discarding much of my damaged thinking, is not something i think about very often, if at all, as a matter of fact. it just seems that each day that i live in active recovery, more and more just sloughs off. the question remains, however, how did my thinking about myself get so bad and why do i still struggle to keep it in check? in fact, this seems to be the entry point i was looking for, into my STEP THREE writing, is keeping my negative self-talk and abasement something i have power over, or is this something i need to surrender into the care of the POWER that fuels my recovery? questions, questions, questions!
as i got rolling this morning, i mad a list of stuff i have the desire to accomplish over the next few days. as a person of leisure at the moment, i do need something to fill my hours each day, until my next adventure commences. what i do not want to do, is to watch countless hours of TV, spend days becoming an expert at my computer game, or waste away in bed. i sort of see this as a dress rehearsal for when i really retire and i want to work some of the kinks out, before that day actually arrives. pickle-ball or golf, may be the burning question! 😉 🤣
anyhow, this morning as i have my plans made: home group, lunch, laundry, code assessment, garage and walk, before i start binging TV again, i know that what i have planned and what i get done, may not quite line up. certainly a great exercise is starting off my life at a slower pace: planning way too much and beating myself up, for not getting it all done. 🤣 so it is off to Boulder and into the fray. i know that today, i can give and receive unconditional love, when i do not think about it and consider the cost, as there is NONE!

∞ DT ∞