TFFT My Kind Of Love

my kind of love

I am keeping my focus on the people that are here with me.

I am not like anyone else and comparing myself to anyone else has no other outcome except to leave me as less.  If I see others as better than me, I have stamped that idea into my psyche.  It I see myself as better than others, I am not seeing clearly.  We pick the parts of people that further our own agenda’s and insecurities.  We gather the proof we need, sometimes having to ignore blatant facts to reach our conclusions. Continue reading

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“We can view depression not as a dysfunction or mental illness, but on a deeper level, as a profound, and very misunderstood, state of deep rest, unconsciously entered into when we are completely exhausted by the weight of our own false story of ourselves. It is a loss of interest in the second-hand – a longing to die to the false and limited ‘me’, a longing to rediscover our true vastness, to receive our birthright.”  Jeff Foster

The Gift of Giving.

giving

People give in many ways.

It is easy to recognize when someone spends a lot of money on us. We often mistake that as evidence of how loved we are or how special. We use those kinds of gift to suggest the quality of the giver that loves us or of ourselves as in “I deserve this.” We like this because it is tangible and easy to hold up against what others are given and tells us where we stand … As in “better than” or “not as good as.” “What did your boyfriend give you for Christmas? Mine gave me ….” We can be furious when someone spends a small amount of money comparative to what we spent as if the amount we spend signifies the level two people must operate on. Continue reading