Day 492 Walking through Resistance

I was out walking with Daisy the Dog this Evening and I noticed a peculiar thing. I was getting pissed off when ever she was resisting to go a particular way. Like for instance we had got quite far from home and we needed to get turned around and back towards the house, because I had other responsibilities to attend to, and a 4 hour outdoor explore was not in the cards for today. 

So, I asked myself, why the fuck am I getting bothered when Daisy pulls on the leash?

I was bothered because I was not liking to pull on the leash.

I was worried and concerned that she would not like me pulling on the leash.

It's interesting because I wasn't taking into consideration how she would deliberately yank herself on the leash, much harder the I would pull at her on the leash.



Daisy, showed me a cool point here this evening. How to be cool within and as self-direction. As like the point is the point that needs to be directed. There is nothing personal about the point. No need for emotions or feelings within directing a point.

So, I forgave myself for accepting and allowing myself for taking offense to directing a point of resistance.

After which I noticed I was no more consumed with bother in giving Daisy a gentle tug on the leash and saying to her, "come on Daise, were going this way, it's time to head back towards the house"

What's funny is that she responded and was happy to oblige me.

What's also funny is that she kept fucking with me when I was reacting to her being resistant to my self direction.

So it was reallly cool that she was testing, and checking my self-direction because the point came up where I needed to correct myself, where I allowed myself to take offense to resistance and be bothered by resistance.

Lol I realize and understand the absurd ridiculousness of allowing myself to be consumed with bother within and as the reaction to facing a moment of resistance.



I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for not realizing and understanding how allowing myself to be bothered in any moment of resistance is absurdly ridiculous, and is in fact a total dis-service to myself and allLife, as I realize and understand that I am ineffective in directing myself in and as a moment of reaction, that such reactions, are point of self-dishonesty, and are not suggested.

When and as I see myself facing a point of resistance, I stop and breathe, I see myself here in breath, I realize and understand how to direct the point within allowing myself to stop and breathe. I realize and understand that stopping to breathe is the first point of self direction. I realize and understand that as allow myself to stop and breathe, I am able to apply common sense in the moment as my practical living application of moment to moment management as the effective managing of my moments.

I commit myself to self-direction.

I commit myself to applying common sense in the moment as my practical living application of moment to moment management.

I commit myself to effectively managing my moments.

Day 470 Programmed Limitation

Today I was outside walking with Daisy the Dog.  I noticed a peculiar thing, sometimes when I see other people in the distance, I have a defensive reaction where I want to avoid communication and interaction with them.  I looked at this point, and saw how I was educated from an early age about the point of not talking to strangers....and that this point was re-enforced throughout the years...and also the consequences being ingrained to me...that children were abducted because they talked to strangers....which further re-iterated the point that you shouldn't talk to people you don't know because people you don't know could be bad.  I was always looking at the point of how there has been an ingrained paranoia with regards to social interaction as a result of the indoctrinated programmed etiquette/ruling behaviour guidelines of not communicating with strangers.

What's interesting about the point of strangers, is that everyone is a stranger until the person is known.

So, what the fuck?  Being indoctrinated not to talk to strangers, is a very very limiting behaviour pattern.  That is a hindrance to social interaction, perpetuating a fearful paranoia type of existence.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for being naturally defensive towards people I don't recognize.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for reacting in paranoia to people I don't know personally.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to exist within a state of fear while in proximity to people I regard as strangers.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for regarding people I don't know as a potential threat to my well being.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for not realising and understanding the extent of ridiculousness that has escalated within social interaction as a result of the indoctrinated education of "don't talk to strangers"

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for not realising and understanding the extent of paranoia that existed within me as like an ingrained self-defense protection mechanism with regards to "strangers"

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for having in many instances resisted pushing the point of communication and interaction with "strangers"

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for fearing strangers doing harm to me.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for fearing a stranger's judgement.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for prescribing to the social etiquette that it is best not to engage people I don't know.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for sometimes being uncomfortable engaging a 'stranger' in conversation.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to censor my communication abilities out of fear of the possible consequences of talking to strangers.

I forgive myself for fearing to express myself to strangers, out of fear that I may suffer an unfortunate consequence.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to fear and be paranoid about consequences.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing programmed limitation.

I commit myself to de-programming self-imposed limitations.

I commit myself to expressing myself free from fear.

I commit myself to stop fearing people.

I commit myself to stop being paranoid about people.

I commit myself to stop reacting defensively/offensively to people.

When and as I see myself reacting defensively or offensively to a person, I stop and breathe, I realise and understand the absurd ridiculousness of such actions as a point of accepted and allowed programmed limitation. I look at the point within me and link it to a memory that validates this programming response.  I remove the emotion/feeling from the memory that was re-enforcing the particular patterned behaviour of self imposed limitation within myself. I direct myself to smile as a point of comfort and relaxation as I see the funny within the ridiculousness of what I had accepted and allowed.  I realise the lack of fun within being bound to  reacting defensively or offensively.


When and as I see myself immediately wanting to avoid interaction with people I see while walking with Daisy the Dog, I stop and breathe, and I direct myself in having interaction with the people I see while walking with Daisy the Dog.


When and as I see myself being paranoid in relationship to strangers, I stop and breathe, I smile, as I realise and understand the absurd ridiculousness of allowing myself to exist within a state of perpetuated fear/paranoia.