Discovering my power to choose
I truly must become
The captain of my own ship
And only now do I see
that to be true
Though I've glimpsed it before
It is so clear
so obvious
That it's only from here
In this space
Allowing this space
to be
to expand
to permeate
my being
Only from here
Can these walls crumble
Again and again
These thoughts and circumstances
That "trap" me
Are inventions, creations
That I GIVE POWER TO
With my attention
THEY DO NOT EXIST AS PROBLEMS UNLESS I GIVE THEM THAT POWER
My thoughts cannot limit/affect me
UNLESS I LET THEM HAVE THAT POWER BY BETRAYING MY POWER/ABDICATING MY POWER
THE ONLY POWER I HAVE
The only power I have
As a human
Is the use of my own mind
I can choose how it is directed
Goodness me
HOW DEEP THIS GOES!!!
I must always remain here
HERE
My only true home
Where my attention belongs
Where I AM
Then turning the levers, pushing the buttons
WITHOUT ANY ATTACHMENT/FEAR CONNECTED TO THE RESULT/"LACK" OF RESULT
The language colours the commentary
Any hint of judgement/praise/criticism
Tastes of attachment
IDENTITY
And then we're on the slide again!!
LIKE SNAKES AND LADDERS
Every single time
I fall for it :)
But I learn to recognise the slide
Even if not the fall
And then I start watching out for the trap doors more closely
WHAT STARTED THIS ENTRY
Was the captain of the ship image
And also
As Steve C says
Life throws tests at me
Like debt
And I can choose
I CAN CHOOSE
Whether I give up my power
Abdicate
And hand over
My power
(Which I do have, incidentally)
To that external energy
Give them the power
It's like handing over the baseball bat
MY BASEBALL BAT
NO
That's what the STAND means
That's what the SWORD means
NO
THIS IS MY POWER
MY DIVINE RIGHT
NO MORE
BUT ALSO, NO LESS
THE POWER TO DECIDE
WHETHER THE BAT STAYS IN MY HANDS
OR WHETHER I JUST GIVE IT UP, HAND IT OVER
OUT OF FEAR
AND THE BEAUTY OF GRACE, THE TRUE BEAUTY
IS THAT I CAN TAKE BACK MY BAT, MY SWORD
AT ANY MOMENT
IT IS ALWAYS HERE WAITING FOR ME
WHEN I REMEMBER
THAT IT'S MY BAT
AND I DON'T BAT FOR JUST ME
I BAT FOR HUMANITY
FOR CONSCIOUSNESS
I CANNOT HURT A FLY
I CAN ONLY USE IT FOR GOOD
TO KEEP AWAY THOSE FEARS AND IMAGINED GHOULS
BECAUSE I HOLD MY BAT
I HOLD IT
I DECIDE WHO COMES IN
WHO MOVES IN AND TAKES OVER THE HOUSE
WHO SHITS ON MY LAWN
IT'S MY BAT
GOD GAVE IT TO ME
SO THAT I COULD BE FREE
AND SO I COULD WORK ON MY SWING
AND HIT HOME RUNS FOR HIS TEAM, OUR TEAM
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