tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185245.post7592205988831897529..comments2023-09-23T04:08:26.929-05:00Comments on Freedom and Choice: No LimitsJason Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02315727642037966020noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185245.post-68852130161522735232012-01-11T10:12:09.979-06:002012-01-11T10:12:09.979-06:00Very moving!
Just writing this blog is a step in ...Very moving!<br /><br />Just writing this blog is a step in overcomming your gremlins (limitations). Appreciation of what you have is the greatest defence against the gremlin.<br /><br />I am happy that you have rediscovered your adventurous and resilient self.Dadnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185245.post-43210618821875733122012-01-11T08:49:41.356-06:002012-01-11T08:49:41.356-06:00Had to read and re-read; thanks for a morning medi...Had to read and re-read; thanks for a morning meditation...I particularly liked the line:<br /><br />"So all the limitations that I espoused slowly became excuses, which became a plague on possibility."<br /><br />Because that is a trap I can easily fall into if I'm not watching it--even, occasionally, if I am. It’s just so comfortable to feel the victim sometimes--no matter if the reasons are emotional or physical--because it places blame “out there” for whatever I am “in here;” it removes my personal responsibility for finding and appreciating those bright lights you mention:<br /><br />Like the (completely remarkable, wonderful) people—I am so fortunate in this—who populate my world, despite the ones who have left it; my mind, no matter the occasional brain fog; a body that supports me, regardless of a malfunctioning disk or that roll over the beltline; my talents, because I have them and sometimes even use them, and for the (here comes the cliché)roof over my head, as well as food, especially if it involves guacamole, and warmth in the winter and light in the night (things I think about now that I hear from Michael about Afghanistan where those aren’t ‘givens’ for most people).<br /> <br />I don’t blame myself or anyone else for occasionally slipping into victim mode when life whammies me with some new something, but I need to continuously remind myself I am accountable should I decide to stay there and wallow. I mean, if you live on this planet, you'll get your share, right? (Eventually I have to tell myself, get over it and get on! Let go and let God!)<br /><br />The condition of my life reflects my choices. And I think it’s great that there are always choices—at the very least, in what I decide to think, where I decide to focus, what attitude I choose to adopt, how I decide to behave and treat people—and I’m the one who gets to make those decisions. Every. Single. Minute.<br /><br />Thank you for reminding me of that.Jerrinoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185245.post-60004601252326865572012-01-11T08:10:20.072-06:002012-01-11T08:10:20.072-06:00Bravo, Jason.Bravo, Jason.Jerrinoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185245.post-48787936021166050042012-01-10T07:49:58.302-06:002012-01-10T07:49:58.302-06:00Right on. Amen brother.Right on. Amen brother.Ginny Howellnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185245.post-11622817053864061272012-01-10T01:36:24.709-06:002012-01-10T01:36:24.709-06:00*applauds**applauds*Annanoreply@blogger.com