After 32 days of A, I decided to switch to B, and have been on it for 14 days now. Like in A, there is nothing major for me to report apart from a one negative and a few positives.
For the negative, procrastination has been all time high yet I don’t give a fuck about it. I know I should be proactive in achieving my goals but I’m laid back about everything at the moment. I bought some books on personal development and it’s taking me forever to complete a single chapter.
I was expecting a much harder experience on B but I’m getting the opposite. I do feel turbulence sometimes but it’s short lived as compared to what I felt on A. It’s almost like B has more healing than A. The explanation I have for this is that the healing from A is still running, thus causing B to be smooth. I plan to do B for 32 days before switching back to A.
The first thing I noticed on B is how easy going it made me become. After listening for a day, I contacted some friends I had not spoken to for a while. I also reactivated my regular Facebook account which had been deactivated for several months. However, I have no desire to comment on posts or blog articles. It has become hard work for me to engage in online drama with complete strangers especially. I rather lie on my bed and stare at the ceiling, or sit outside and feed pigeons.
For the past three days, I have had dreams in which I saw some family members and my childhood best friend who had all passed to the other side. They all died two years ago and I could not make it to their funerals. It was one of the toughest moments of my life. Though the pain was too much, I did not cry no matter how hard I tried. It felt like the pain was caged in my chest with no hope of it ever being released. Three nights ago I saw my childhood best friend in a dream and I was happy I could talk to him even though I knew he had died. I was so excited he had come back to meet his friends and family. We were all having a good time until someone came in and said it was wrong for him to be there with us since he was already dead. That caused him to slowly disintegrate and turn into ash. It was painful to watch and I cried my eyes out in the dream. I woke up feeling sad, but also feeling relieved as a big part of the lump of sadness in my chest had been lifted. I had an almost similar dream two nights ago and last night involving other members of my family who had passed on.
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For the negative, procrastination has been all time high yet I don’t give a fuck about it. I know I should be proactive in achieving my goals but I’m laid back about everything at the moment. I bought some books on personal development and it’s taking me forever to complete a single chapter.
I was expecting a much harder experience on B but I’m getting the opposite. I do feel turbulence sometimes but it’s short lived as compared to what I felt on A. It’s almost like B has more healing than A. The explanation I have for this is that the healing from A is still running, thus causing B to be smooth. I plan to do B for 32 days before switching back to A.
The first thing I noticed on B is how easy going it made me become. After listening for a day, I contacted some friends I had not spoken to for a while. I also reactivated my regular Facebook account which had been deactivated for several months. However, I have no desire to comment on posts or blog articles. It has become hard work for me to engage in online drama with complete strangers especially. I rather lie on my bed and stare at the ceiling, or sit outside and feed pigeons.
For the past three days, I have had dreams in which I saw some family members and my childhood best friend who had all passed to the other side. They all died two years ago and I could not make it to their funerals. It was one of the toughest moments of my life. Though the pain was too much, I did not cry no matter how hard I tried. It felt like the pain was caged in my chest with no hope of it ever being released. Three nights ago I saw my childhood best friend in a dream and I was happy I could talk to him even though I knew he had died. I was so excited he had come back to meet his friends and family. We were all having a good time until someone came in and said it was wrong for him to be there with us since he was already dead. That caused him to slowly disintegrate and turn into ash. It was painful to watch and I cried my eyes out in the dream. I woke up feeling sad, but also feeling relieved as a big part of the lump of sadness in my chest had been lifted. I had an almost similar dream two nights ago and last night involving other members of my family who had passed on.
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Confront your problems. Walk away from BS. Seek wisdom to know the difference.