Tag: choice

Why did I stop writing?

Posted on by philipdodson

I used to blog every single day for literally 6 years or more. Then in March this year, after a few months of struggling to write every day, I stopped completely. It’s been a long time now since I have blogged, the longest break in all my years of writing.

Why did I stop writing?

I told myself nonsense. I listened to the mind and all its sabotage. I choose to allow myself to believe the stories that I have been making up all my life. I said ‘What’s the point?’ and stuff like ‘it’s rubbish’ and ‘no one cares’.

To be honest, it doesn’t matter if nobody cares or it’s ‘rubbish’ as I realised a long time ago, I am actually writing for myself and if someone else benefits too, then great, but if not it really does not matter. I lost sight of that and my ego and mind became active again.

I started to listen and analyse everything which was present not just in my writing but also in my life. I had slipped heavily back into my unconscious mind and all its repeating mind streams.

I had slipped back to moaning, judging, complaining, and the stories of ‘poor little me’. All of this only leads to suffering and we seem to be completely OK with inflicting this upon ourselves on a daily basis.

Have I gone back to just being and floating on my cloud like Buddha? No…I was not there before. What’s different now is I am not kidding myself that I am there. When we create this persona that we are ‘spiritual’ or ‘enlightened’ or ‘transformed’ we are exactly not that and we have just replaced one self-image with another in our unconsciousness.

What I am now is free of the burden of pretending to be something I am not and that feels great and that’s why I am writing again.

The harsher we are with ourselves the harsher we are with others

Posted on by philipdodson

We have to be understanding to others as no one is exactly on our page they are on their own unique page…maybe close to ours but maybe further away too. That doesn’t matter.

No ones page is right our wrong, it’s just different. We have to accept that, If we can’t accept others as they currently are we won’t be accepting of ourselves and that only leads to suffering and disconnection.

No one person will ever be exactly what we want, so we have to be compassionate or accept we’ll be alone.

We have to cherish what connects us not what separates us. We are conditioned to catch people doing something wrong not thanking them for what they do right.

We are all at different parts of our journeys and no ones is better or worse, just different.

However, if we have high expectations of others to match our rules or exacting expectations then no one will ever be good enough.

We have to be prepared to be flexible and compassionate or face the consequences of being too harsh with ourselves and others.