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Thursday, May 19, 2016

My troubles are of my own making

An idea taken from the A.A. book, how can this verse be considered a statement of hope?

Well, because it just is.  I am the perpetrator of my misery, not you nor it nor them.

If you were my problem, then I'd be doomed.  That's the "statement of hope" part, as Frank McKibbon would say, Grhs.

Ok so, take for example the guy with the dirty filthy cluttered home.  He is depressed.  He feels bad, inside and out, mentally and physically, as he well should.

Why?  Because he's not doing what he wants to be doing. It's all about that "state of consciousness", right?  When I'm not doing the things that I know I could and should be doing, it adds up, piles up in fact.

So, finally one day, he cleans his "house", or home if you will.  He instantly feels better.  He's very agitated going into the project though.  Why?  Self-doubt, fighting his own states of consciousness of course, but then low and behold, he feels better, even though he's only started.  Why?

For one thing, he's made a decision.  He's finally made good on an intent that once popped into his head.  At this point, the home cleans itself.  He goes through the motions, but as he goes, what happens?  Creativity  shows up.  His consciousness rises, and he's now on a roll.

Not only does he clean his house, but he finds stuff he's forgotten about.  He sorts stuff out, throws stuff out, organizes, etc.

Now some may say that this example is superficial, but this isn't so.  Some may say that the guy with a perfectly clean home can still be depressed, lonely, sad.  True, but go to his house and dirty it up.  Does he get well, does his consciousness rise?  No.  He gets worse.

Now get this... after a home is cleaned, it cleans itself even more, and becomes a cleaner home.   A cleaner home is even easier to clean, to maintain.

Do what you think you ought, even if you don't think you want to.  Once you get there, you'll find a new guide post, a new direction, a new intent... or an old one, as the case may be.

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