In everything I have a choice in how I will judge any given moment.

Hello world. The following was written 8/30/2016.

What is being displayed in the world for all to witness, is how we are trained from birth to blindly follow without question as to why. We conform to the dictates of others so as not to feel different. In those moments it is acceptance we are striving for blindly.

As children we mimic our care givers, peers and the adults around us. We do this for approval and acceptance subconsciously. This “training” continues as we join into society via schools, churches and many other social activities.

The items we fail to see in those moments, are the judgments being handed to us. Judgments created to control us and get us to conform to another’s will and dictates of what they would have things be. Judgments teaching shame, guilt, blame, victimization and fear are what we learn and accept as Truth.

What I share are the experiential aspects of my own journey with the understandings of the psychology at play in the back ground as per what my Guides have been showing me. In everything I have a choice in how I will judge any given moment.

Prime example of this would be, me wrecking my motorcycle and spending almost a year bedridden. Two years in a wheelchair, before learning to walk again. Being diagnosed with two forms of cancer and many other diseases. Being force fed as an infant and kicked across a room into a fireplace. Being molested, raped, beaten, exorcised, caned, mentally and emotionally abused. I had to accept I was judging what I experienced or was accepting another’s judgments about it.

I spent the time in recovery looking at everything I believed defined me and this world I am in. As I let go every judgment I held, each disease fell away and disappeared as if they were never there. All cancers gone without medications or surgeries. All healed instantly the moment I let go of the judgments I was believing were true.

Words are but symbols of symbols. They will ONLY have the meanings you are giving them. An example of this would be my ex. He believed love was him holding me a foot and half off the ground while shaking me like a rag doll before slamming me against a wall while yelling at me, he loved me. This IS what love was to him. For myself and many others LOVE has a very different meaning.