In my opinion, patterns will be the death of me. Over and over again like a broken record. Boring, so boring. Manifestation lists, vision boards, and countless mantras and there they are, patterns, staring me down. There have been so many opportunities to change these patterns, and yet, here I am again…square one. Don’t get me wrong, there have been changes, some growth and much awareness. The awareness is what really gets me. Knowing exactly what you’re doing while you’re doing it and still not able to stop it. Ok, let’s get real, choosing not to stop it. I mean, everything is a choice. Every second of every day we are make choices. We choose how we are going to view the world. We create our reality based on these choices. Let’s face it, as Americans, we choose whether or not to be a part of the collective consciousness. It just doesn’t need to feel like such a struggle to create our own individual path, ya know, to break away from “the norm”. And when the hell did we decide to accept “the norm”? There isn’t anything “normal” about the way we have been conditioned to live. What’s happened to our priorities? Somehow working 40 plus hours a week, numbing ourselves with T.V. and booze/drugs, and eating processed foods with things like natural flavors made in a laboratory in New Jersey is what we strive for. Bullshit…bullshit! It sure does piss me off, but damn, here I am doing just that. I have certainly had my moments of glory, though. I still do, but these patterns have got me going in circles, and I’m getting dizzy. So, I will continue repeating my mantras, add to my vision board, play my guitar, and stay as positive as I can. Perhaps I am making up for karma from my past life or maybe the universe is simply responding to my subconscious thoughts. Either way, I won’t lose hope or stop believing that anything is possible. ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE. In the meantime, I will greet my patterns with a handshake and offer them a beer.
