Ngala-Najla

I Celebrate Myself…

Stuck

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Have you ever watched a lab rat in a maze? A lot of times the rat takes the same route over and over again, ending up in the same place it was before. Sometimes I feel like that lab rat– so close to getting over stuff( i.e. making it through the maze) but yet so far away ( taking the same emotional route, over and over again).

So, how do you get unstuck? I ask myself that from time to time especially when I am stuck, “How the heck do I keep this from happening again?” Am I making sense here? We get stuck in the past from time to time, whether it is a past relationship, a time when you were slimmer or when you actually had money, anything that made you feel worthy at that time. I find myself reminiscing on things in the past… And I so wanna let go! Yet, with that, I know that in order for me to really let go, I have to be ready to let go. The thing is, I think I am letting go– no matter how slow the process is going for me. Yes, there are days when I reminisce a little longer, but those days are getting further and further apart from one another. With this I know that one day, I will eventually find myself out of this mental maze, without even looking back.

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Author: ngalanjala

I Have Learned So much from God That I can no longer Call Myself A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, A Buddhist, a Jew. The Truth has shared so much of Itself With me That I can no longer call myself A man, a woman, an angel, Or even pure Soul. Love has Befriended Hafiz so completely It has turned to ash And freed Me Of every concept and image My mind has ever known. ~ Hafiz ~

One thought on “Stuck

  1. To let go is not easy. I am in the process of letting go right now and am getting rid of many, many things I own to start something new. I used to collect rare vinyls and LaserDiscs. I spent about $15,000 for those discs since 1994, and I got rid of them within 7 days. And, I only received less than $700 for almost 1,000 discs. BUT, I’m staring to feel better! Getting rid of material things that take away place in my apartment–which is rather spacious–is like washing off dry mud after a soccer match in the rain. It really feels good.

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