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I'm 33 today. Feeling wistful - birthdays make me reflective, much more so than new years, it's when i evaluate resolutions and make new ones. Hmmm another year i've been on earth, what a long strange trip it's been, and what realities have i created, and what do i wish to create going forward? Last year, it was material comfort I was missing and wanting desperately to re-manifest in my life - coming off a millenium hangover where I had reduced my worldly possessions from a 3 bedroom house full, to a precious 17 boxes of mostly books, and made that romantic, dramatic move to Turkey. Now I feel settled materially, comfortable and relishing the freedom i have in raising Yasemin on my own. The other intention i made last year was to reshape my body and i exceeded my goals in that department as well!
So again I'm confronted with irrefutable evidence that intentions- conscious or otherwise - patterns of thought are a constant creative force, for good or ill. So it follows that i want to continue to discover unconscious intentions (beliefs, thought patterns, what have you) and make them conscious. Choose - and unchoose. This is all so perfectly thirty-something of me, I know.
I look toward another year of peak transformative experience that is motherhood, strengthening my connections with new friends and old, continuing to engage in the study of life and love. Yay for 33!
So again I'm confronted with irrefutable evidence that intentions- conscious or otherwise - patterns of thought are a constant creative force, for good or ill. So it follows that i want to continue to discover unconscious intentions (beliefs, thought patterns, what have you) and make them conscious. Choose - and unchoose. This is all so perfectly thirty-something of me, I know.
I look toward another year of peak transformative experience that is motherhood, strengthening my connections with new friends and old, continuing to engage in the study of life and love. Yay for 33!