After a walk around the hill with loyal friend Brian L, during which I shared my various misgivings and disillusions, he spouted that wise observation.
It's quite true: we artfully talk ourselves into impossible corners. We trip grandly over our own insecurities into deep, dank holes. With only one well-placed negative thought, we can be easily sucked into an abyss of hopelessness, rendered completely ineffective. Creative flow staunched. Constructive energy shut down. Wasted.
I'm usually better off ignoring my mind and listening to my heart. It may be permanently scarred, but it invariably tells the truth.
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