Meditation: Advice For The Quest
I am riding the tides of the force. Good thoughts, bad thoughts, which will I choose? The former offer, confidence, toy, and sanity, the strength to pursue the treats of your dreams. The bad ones, they bind me in a quagmire of self-doubt, sadness, guilt, and shame. But I say that if I dwell on the sadness, that I’ll somehow be able to quell it, to discover ways of viewing it that make it less sorrowful. But this is a costly means of seeing. The gloom needn’t occupy my conscious mind.
Problems of the heart are often more effectively solved “in the background” of your mind – the subconscious part. Don’t try to figure everything out. Sometimes, the answer just comes to me, without effort at all.
If the thoughts are of things I cannot control, such as a departed loved one, then don’t bring myself down by pondering and repeating it. If she has left me, then looking for acts of unconditional love to perform to win her heart again will make me sad all over. Plus, executing these acts will not soften her heart – at least not for very long. I may buy a few more days or weeks together. And sometimes, such acts may wear her down and bring us together again. But this kind of happy ending is rare and is probably why it is so popular in the love stories.
Fill my mind with the positive. Get high on it. See the good in all and ignore the bad. Idealistic but noble.
Depression in me comes from sad thoughts of people and places where I’ve lost control. No. Not control, but more so, their good graces.
To find no water in a stream that once overflowed can sadden. But the amount of water on this planet never changes. It just relocates. I must be ready to move as well.
I met a lady on Friday night. Her name is Bonnie. Not overly pretty but not ugly either. An average-looking woman of perhaps 40. But I felt drawn to her though she displayed few of the dream girl qualities I’ve sought for so long. What really impressed me was her laugh; yes, her laugh, which was hearty and sincere, as well as not too loud. Her smile seemed so warm.
They need not say yes for the approach to be a success. I just approached a beautiful woman at a bookstore. Success! She stood, browsing alone and lingering in the “Study Aids” section. I asked if she was studying for finals. She said, “Nope. I’m done. I’m just browsing.” Then she rushed away. But even though she rejected my overture, I feel soooooo good. What a healing experience.
Look for places where women browse that sell things with which you are somewhat familiar. Devise a question and ask them. This is no big deal.
Today, I talked with three or four women, the prettiest of which gave me the coldest reception.
I await inspiration for my first article for Group Interaction. I don’t know what I’ll write yet. But I have faith that the ideas will flow when I greet the keyboard.
The prettiest women possess the highest sales resistance and will reject you more coldly. I think.
Look for conversational pieces – wild hair, weird shoes, rings, short dresses, pets, Etc. Be aware of your world.
I’m afraid my old fears of writing have returned from college days.
