Sunday, 06 November 2011

The Power of the Human mind

Some things to note before I get to the point:
  • The word human in the title is pretty significant.
  • If anything in this posts reminds you of someone then "any correlation between this story and persons living or dead is purely incidental"
  • If not, then this is based on a true life experience.
Underneath layers of hair, skin, gross blood and tissue stuff, a pretty tough bone and a few membranes is this "grey matter" which we've learned about since pre-school. It allows us to ride bicycles, speak, draw, write, communicate, and most importantly, it keeps us alive. Yet we're told that we only use 7% of our brain (or something like that anyway). Personally, I think I use the left over bits to store information like addresses and phone numbers (which i probably shouldn't remember), bits of conversations,  perfect moments frozen in time which I would like to remember in the future, people's eye colour, silly things they've said, song lyrics, film quotes etc. Although I'm pretty sure that there is about 50% of mine which is still unused.

Remember when I said that the human part was important? Well here's why:
One of the things that set us apart from any other species is our ability to feel complex emotions. Sometimes we can feel more than 2 things at one time and that is pretty confusing, yet, somehow we don't overheat and meltdown into a little puddle of person which people have to step over. Granted we do have high and low points in our life, I'll be the first to admit that.
I do spend a lot of time analysing and over-analysing extremely trivial things which is annoying, but I guess it is a kind of brain gym, for my "keep-it-together" side. Also, I'm not the only person who sits and does this. My most common obsession is sitting for the weekend wondering what I could have done differently that week (in terms of certain issues/people/subjects) and then on Monday, I realise that it actually made very little difference anyway (irritated face). But sometimes this wasted time teaches us valuable lessons, and every now and again, there is that positive outcome (that 'yes') which makes all of it seem so worthwhile.

Unleashing the Power
"The power of the human mind" is probably a chapter in 8 out of 10 self-help books. Yes "if you believe it, you can do it" and other cliché phrases as such are helpful, but what about the POWER? Those books tell you how to utilize it, but what is this power actually?
This power can take the simplest conversation and turn it into a confession of love or a declaration of disinterest depending on the chemicals floating around in the brain at that time.
This power can suspend a mother's belief that "women can't lift cars" if her baby is trapped underneath it.
This power can make you forget.
This power can allow you to keep fighting when all else is against you.
This power can open your eyes.
This power made me believe.
This power is me.

A thousand times before, I've wondered if there's something more #rain

Wednesday, 02 November 2011

The Dark and Twisties

Welcome back, Dark and Twisties. You've been gone from my life for such a long time now and I hadn't even missed you for one day. No, please, come inside and take over my thoughts and perceptions. Who doesn't enjoy looking through a curtain of despair? I really do enjoy seeing the negative in everything and missing the small, shining bits of hope. I don't mind being ignored by the one person who I want to hear from most. And most of all, thank you for bringing this serious face to cover up my smile, don't want anyone to see that now, do we?
Bazinga...GO DIE!

I don't know how I feel about Friday. When I see him, all this doubt will disappear as usual, but what happens on Friday night? What then? Do I go home with the hope which was alive inside of me the whole day or will it just be temporary?
I know that that boy really is awesome, and I know that he takes work really seriously, most of all, I know that once I get focused, I'm the worst at accidental silent treatment.
I need to be in that place again where, if I close my eyes, the noise of the traffic stops, the whining of the kid next door stops, who said what about who doesn't matter, and all I can think about is how wonderful the Cross actually is and how awesome and consuming is the Love that my Lord has for me.
Colossians will be my inspiration for a while "Set your hearts on things above"