2. Day 26: No One Understands Me
Yesterday we practiced expanding the size of our seeing to notice when Wrong IS. Today let’s look at when we feel that wrongness in the way we are not being understood by others. Depression’s 21 fears must work very hard at covering over our awareness of Love’s Presence which is why it feels so exhausting. The fear of not being understood (and there’s no point of explaining myself) can be very limiting to your awareness of your own self. 17. Fear of not being understood (there is no point in explaining myself) It is time to extend love to this thought: I...
Read More2. Day 16: Oh Joy. Oh Crap.
Today’s fear in the “21 Fear Salute” is ever present in each one of us. It may be what is behind the two-year old declaring “I DO IT MYSELF!” as much as it is behind the 40 year old Mom cursing under her breath “I always have to do everything myself!” Why are we so afraid to ask for help? What do we think this says about us? That we are losers? weenies? hopeless & ill plan-worthy? Or is the fear of asking for help serving a deeper purpose? 7. Fear of Asking for Help The fear of asking for help is also about my own desire to control...
Read More2. Day 15: “Take Two Days at the Hyatt & Call Me In The Mourning”
I must admit, extending love to depression and my fear of looking at it is challenging me in my depths. It is as if I am inhabiting depression or it is inhabiting me to allow me to write and love from that authentic place within that is truth. It is no accident (darn it!) that today I got to look at and extend love to this fear (in the “21 Fear Salute”) in depression: 6. Fear of Truth What am I afraid of here? That I will discover that I have suffered from, ignored, covered over, been annoyed at and left as lost luggage this miasma of depression? I don’t feel...
Read More1. Day 27: Extending Love All the way Home
What are the conditions I have been placing around myself with this Twelvemonth.me extending love to fears project? I’ve decided these conditions like “I can’t explain myself to the designer!” or “It’s too hard!!!” are like Lego bricks I’ve strewn across the floor. As I step on one barefoot and wince in pain and say “OUCH!! That really hurt!!” I am reminded to open my eyes and see truly where I am. Can I walk around the Lego? Can I pick up the bricks? If I proceed slowly will the Lego bricks act as a bridge of sorts over something else to quicken the creative process? I am noticing it...
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