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I once caught fire with indignation
why me?
I sweat some thoughts
with mangled mind
but nothing changed,
my mind a cinema
of replayed plots and plans,
and when I finally did let go
what once seemed weak
now felt strong
a paradox of vision,
acceptance is a messy game
both simple and complex
and yet
perceived,
the losers prize
now a brave new world
so spacious I can breathe.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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It is a “messy game” and without it is resistance, which you have so effectively illustrated. Can so relate to that tension.
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I know it only too well, it eats away too. Thank you for sharing your thoughts VJ.
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My pleasure!
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yes we need to create spaciousness in order to breath and move on, well captured 🙂
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We sure do
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Nice post🐦
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Thank you
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Yes, indignant thoughts often only bind. 🙂
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This I have learned, albeit, slowly.
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“mangled mind… a cinema of replayed plots and plans” such a perfect description, and that letting go and where it leads. This is a brilliant poem with deep wisdom.
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Very kind, thank you for sharing those encouraging words Jade.
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so spacious I can breathe– can truly feel the freedom. 🙂
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So glad that you felt that Amy, high praise indeed when it resonates so, thank you so much.
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Beautifully written! Yes, acceptance, definitely allows space to breathe and just be. 🙂
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Thank you for reflecting on this, so nice to hear the resonance, and the encouraging words.
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You’re very welcome 😊
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Well, it is something to which to aspire, I guess.
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Yes I hope too 🙂
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Very motivating too. Thank you for sharing Paul. Have be beautiful weekend! Michael
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Thank you so much Michael, have a great weekend too.
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Thank you VJ
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Hi there, thanks for the follow 🤗
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Most welcome 🙂
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😊😊nice to meet you! 😊😊
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Yes, thank you – and likewise 🙂
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Wow great poem
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Thank you so much.
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A prize of undeniable, inner peace, but it does take mindfulness and self-compassion to climb out of the messy game that the mind likes to play. Perfect photo you chose.
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Olga, many thanks for reflecting back on this as you have, very much appreciated.
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
WELL-DONE!
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Thank you for sharing this 🙂
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😀
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