Day 513 Branding/Marketing Style Part 4 Self Corrections

When and as I see myself judging styles, I stop and breathe, I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to separate myself from particular styles, I face myself within and as the point of style, I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to react to a particular style, I look and find the earliest memory within myself that triggered the reaction within me to a particular style, I realize and understand the separation within judgement. I realize and understand my self-responsibility to correct all accept and allowed separation within myself.

I commit myself to playing with and as the word "style".

I commit myself to liking various styles.

I commit myself to develop style within and as physical self expression here as Oneness and Equality.

When and as I see myself compromising myself within particular thoughts/judgements about style, I stop and breathe, i realize the self imposed limitation within accepting and allowing myself to judge myself and place guilt upon myself for particular style self-expressions. I realize the ridiculousness in taking any particular style personally. I realize any reaction I have towards any particular style signifies a point of self-corrective process I am required to walk through as a point of harmonizing myself one and equal with and as style.

I commit myself to oneness and equality within and as "style"

I commit myself to stop self imposed limitation/depression within style.

I commit myself to keep feelings and emotions out of style.

I commit myself to living style as a point of physical alignment within and as the starting point of oneness and equality within and as individual self-expression.

I commit myself to manifesting the style which is best for all Life.

I commit myself to the realization and understanding that there are so many ways to express oneself as an individual within and as style from a starting point of oneness and equality.

I commit myself to caring about oneness and equality as the starting point of style.

I commit myself to enjoying the clothes I wear.

I commit myself to utilize style as a point of physical assistance and support.

I commit myself to have fun with and as the point of style.

I commit myself to stop fearing style.

I commit myself to stop worrying about style.

I commit myself to being relaxed and comfortable within and as the point of style.

When and as I see myself projecting blame in relationship to style, I stop and breathe, I realize and understand how lame it is to blame, I investigate the point of reaction within and as projecting blame, I face the point of blame within myself and walk a process to forgive myself and correct the manifested separation within myself.

I commit myself to stop blaming people and or particular styles...and or particular environments.

I commit myself equalizing myself with all parts of the world/environment.

When and as I see myself having resistance to dress a particular way, I face the point of resistance through self-forgiveness and self-correction as I realize and understand that resistance is a decision of accepted and allowed separation...and therefore when I see and realize a point of resistance, I take accountability for correcting the resistance/conflict within myself. I play with the point that had been revealed as resistance by going into that point and therefore making the resistance invalid.

I commit myself to invalidating resistance.

I commit myself to utilize style and professional dress code etiquette as points of assistance and support for walking process as what's best for all Life.

I commit myself to stop defining people because of the clothes they are wearing.

I commit myself to stop judging people for the clothes they are wearing.

I commit myself to stop judging clothes.

When and as I see myself making a judgement about someone wearing particular clothes in a particular way, I stop and breathe, I look at the separation I manifesting and perpetuating within myself, I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for separating myself from myself within particular judgments about wearing particular clothes, I realize and understand the ridiculously absurdity of having reactions towards clothing.

I commit myself to not take offense or defense towards people wearing particular clothing.

I commit myself to stop accepting and allowing friction within myself towards particular styles I see.

I commit myself to self-movement as physical self-expression.

I commit myself styling self-movement as physical self-expression.

I commit myself to not judging myself for liking particular things.

I commit myself to understanding and realizing why I like particular things.

I commit myself to liking things.

I commit myself to learning to like that which I don't like.

I commit myself to stopping hate from existing within myself.

I commit myself to stop self-loathing within myself.

I commit myself to stop hating myself.

I commit myself to liking myself here.

I commit myself to letting go of feelings and emotions about myself.

I commit myself to stop judging myself with feelings and emotions.

I commit myself to stopping conflict from existing within the word style.

I commit myself to realizing and understanding how my relationship with words reflects my style from moment to moment as I am the self directive author of my styling.

I commit myself to purifying my style as equality and oneness.

I commit myself to correcting my inner acceptance and allowances that are not best for all Life.

I commit myself to sharing my process of self-forgiveness, self-correction, and self-realization.

I commit myself to styling individual change that is best for all Life.

I commit myself to stop accepting and allowing self imposed restraints and limitations within and as styled self expression.

Day 512 Branding and Marketing part 4 Style

This is part 4 of Branding and Marketing blog series. For context from the beginning click Here.

"At some point I kind of reacted to the point of liking to style myself in particular ways...and kind of revolted as like like dissing my own styles by being like whatever, who gives a shit about style, and created a who gives a shit style...or maybe more appropriately labeled I don't give a shit.  I was reacting to the ideas I had incorporated within myself as a result of my environment about dress etiquette...like you know dressing professionally...and I just reacted so much so to this...as like thinking how lame it is that there's kind of a uniform standard dress code of how you are supposed to be dressed for particular functions/events...and within that...the various labels that co-exist with wearing these types of clothes or those types of clothes.  I mean I kind of got wrapped up in my own judgement but not realizing and seeing it."

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for judging the styles that I like.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for reacting in judgement to how I have styled myself.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for not realizing and understanding how I created the "who gives a shit style" within reacting and kind of revolting as like dissing my own styles by being like whatever, who gives a shit about style.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for not realizing and understanding how I manifested the I don't give a shit style.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for not giving a shit.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for not realizing and understanding how I got wrapped up within my own judgement with regards to clothes and style.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for not realizing and understanding how I changed my style from that which I liked to being about a lack of caring to like me as my own style...as like creating a dis-attachment within myself to the clothes I was wearing.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for blaming my environment for my attitudes about clothing styles.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to become frustrated within seeing myself as a product of my environment.

I forgive  myself for accepting and allowing myself for judging my environment.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for wearing clothes from and as the starting point of emotion as like making a statement of rebellion as like I don't give a fuck about my environment or what the accepted and allowed norms are with regards to dress code etiquette.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for having resistance towards dressing professionally.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for desiring to dress professionally.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for judging and defining people based upon the clothes they are wearing.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to react to the types of clothes people wear.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for getting mad with myself for liking to style myself with particular clothes in particular ways.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for creating friction towards style.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for not realizing and understanding myself as style as like a reflection of that which I accept and allow within myself.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for wanting to believe that I don't care about style when in fact I was hiding the fact that I really did care about how my style yet I didn't want to acknowledge myself...and thus in a way I was hiding from myself as like being stuck within my internal realms of judgement.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to lose myself within self-judgement.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for being extreme in seeing things about myself where will I will go from one extreme to the other extreme....and I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for not realizing and understanding how I believed I was changing by existing as the opposite point...but not realising and understand that the movement wasn't real as it was from within a starting point of reaction/judgement/fear.  I realize movement from within and as the starting point of fear is not in fact real movement/expression....it's an outflow consequence.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for spiting myself within judging myself for liking particular things.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for moving into judgement about liking particular things without finding out why it is that I like particular things.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for believing and judging that liking particular things is bad/wrong.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for thinking that the things I like are points of weakness of character and the for me to be strong I must stop liking everything I like.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for hating myself.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for spiting myself within hating the things I liked.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for believing that everything I like is some sort of energetic addiction.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for not realizing and understanding how I am able to practically live physical self expression within and as the things that I like to do.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for thinking there are things I like and there are thing I don't like, and there are things I hate.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself creating a hierarchy of likes and dislikes.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing hate to exist within myself.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for not realizing and understanding the point of rebellion existing within myself as coming from within and as the starting point of accepted and allowed self-loathing/hate.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to exist within and as a starting point of hate and self-loathing.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to have a love/hate relationship with myself.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to abuse myself by having mixed feelings/emotions about myself.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for not realizing and understanding Oneness and Equality as the epitome of style....as like the starting point of creation here.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for separating myself from and as the word style.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to create conflict within the word style.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for not realizing and understanding how my expression reflects my relationship with words as like what's going on within myself...as the nature of  my inner acceptances and allowances exposed externally.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for having tried to hide the nature of my inner reality.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for not realizing and understanding that nothing is ever really hidden and everything is revealed.


To Be Continued