Yesterday, 22nd April, 2009 I made a special personal *wordpad* file about STRUCTURE. Skin structure to be more specific.
I woke up with that word -structure - coming to mind and when that happens it usually means something to me.
Today, 23rd April, 2009 I woke up feeling *wrecked* - poison I knew subconsciously, something in me appears to be working, whatever it is, and my body is telling me that I need to DETOX.
I usually analyze what is happening to me PHYSICALLY, and this *habit* started years ago as soon as I became involved (and forever interested) in dealing with *energy*.
At the time it was something quite new, unknown where I was born, grew up, and spent the first 50 years of my life, therefore very SUSPECT. That place is Amsterdam, The Netherlands where many things take root about 10 - 50 years later than for instance in the U.S.A.
I do not want to go into that however, it is neither good nor bad, also I know that some good - and bad things started, grew and rooted in my own country first, such as *free sex*, such as cannabis as a *normal* part of life. I have never liked these *ahead of the rest* developments, as far as I am concerned: debauchery, decadency is not what I care to have in my life, nor did I ever want to associate with others like that. Yet I am NOT a *square*, sometimes something gives me a YUKKIE feeling, a feeling of uncleanliness and if I feel like that, then of course I want to get out of that feeling somehow.
I want to feel *good* and who does not want to feel good, I am saying although recently I listened to someone on television, in a show saying that someone who is a DEPRESSIVE wants to stay a depressive, feeling good would mean a disaster apparently.
The way this was phrased and explained to someone on screen did make sense to me, I actually knew this to be true, but I did not do something with the information at that moment, such as researching it, writing about it, after all I was busy RELAXING, watching something on TV.
Doing that relaxes me! Not always and I do not watch television 24/7 either, in my everyday (working) life relaxing in front of the television watching an episode of a series for instance really does relax me, particularly because I have included it into my daily programme.
I have had mornings waking up feeling depressed, feeling *old* and SLUGGISH lately but as soon as I start doing my regular daily chores and as long as I feel FIT (enough) to do them I actually am enjoying myself.
This morning as mentioned I *only* felt wrecked* and my *more intelligent inner me* said DETOXING. Oh, I said that is nice, who does not want to get rid of toxic waste, that is locked up or in, because it cannot come out.
I thought about this, outlined as above. I am *not stupid*, although I do have other issues on my mind and to deal with than getting to the bottom of whether or not I am able to detoxify.
An automatic *programme* has been found that I never had inside me, the streaming of information continued and I *listened*, acknowledged, accepted that this could well be true, and also with lukewarm joy began to look forward to it, meanwhile continuing to feel wrecked.
I decided to turn on the heater in one of my smaller rooms, that I recently rearranged, making it first of all enjoyable *to watch* as I walk past it to the kitchen, and very inviting to step into and spend some time in.
I am sitting here now, typing this blog, not at all *off-track*, I already decided that because it is quite chilly outside, and cloudy, and because I do not feel *King Kong*, I am going to make it a cosy time in this room, venturing out to do this or that, until I am totally bored with it.
A book, some music, online news, or what I did not watch yesterday from the laptop, I have enough stuff that needs attention to last me a year anyway and I have a book photocopied lying beside me with so much useful information I want to make note from. That book by the way is SPONTANEOUS HEALING by Dr. Andrew Weil.
Note: I am not a particular fan of Dr. Weil, but I do not dislike him either. I subscribed to his emails for a while as soon as I was connected with ADSL to Internet and eventually got bored and fed up with it, not liking, ever, the too commercial approach of Americans, even doctors, priests, and others who would not *be seen dead* advertising themselves in such an awful way.
Dr. Weil's book Spontaneous Healing however is a jewel. I must check his website again or *The Webb* and order the book. This photocopied example is ugly and unmanageable, but will do for the time being of course. It is still *nice* to possess/*own* a normal book, hard- and softcover, specially books one wants to keep *forever*.
Until the next blog, and I have not forgotten *panic* and *panic attacks* to write about again, at the moment however I feel better to write about UPLIFTING subjects.
Until then, Willy
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