November 21, 2022
4th washout day
So much is on my mind. LBFH has been affecting me pretty frequently, and in the mornings, it’s loudest and clearest. Yesterday I felt myself battling something, and once I got up, I realized what it was. LBFH is wanting me to love myself, but old blockages had rounded up and were insisting I do things to prevent growth. I saw it. I wasn’t tied to old fear, but rather, I was saddened, even disappointed in what I’d been holding to.
And me being able to write about it is proof that change is happening as I sit here. In times past, when I was afraid of something, I never brought it to my awareness. Fear would build, so hell no I wasn’t going to look at it. Most of what I’ve ignored were threats to my present standards in life. My reality was threatened.
And something is pushing itself into my thoughts now. I’m sharing.
I watched a movie yesterday, an apocalyptic film, and one character scared me. I saw his face early on, he’d played in another sweet romantic film, and I wondered what he’d do in this film. What scared me was he was the psychotic genius people feared. A dangerous dictator in his own mind. All or nothing. Black or white. No compassion at all.
It was a warning to me. This guy saw what was coming way before everyone else, and everything he built was meant to preserve his way of life. Anyone who challenged his truth was rejected and ousted, even put to death. He was building a small-scale Nazi-like camp to keep control over his world.
In my mind, I realized I’ve done that myself relationally. I created strife with family members who opposed me over a decade ago. I was trying to preserve what I thought kept me safe. I was adamant at times. All or nothing. I wasn’t loud necessarily, but people knew my number.
Maybe LBFH is prying this away from me. Some fear still exists, but it’s not nearly as strong as I’ve experienced in the past. But I’ve thought this way. It doesn’t settle well. It’s very controlling, bred by fear. I even think LBFH is exposing me to the root of its desire so I have clear choices.
Cuz all I feel when looking at it is pain and fear of not being loved. LBFH is changing my heart, working its way in there. Challenging me to let go of old false beliefs. I accept this.
Because having control is a very lonesome and unloving place for me.