Good day to everyone!
A funny thing happened to me along the path of this little blogging adventure.
When I started it, my intention was to post about some of the challenges I’d come up against and the lessons I had learned along the way. My hope was to help others and bring some positive energy to folks whenever or wherever I could.
Next thing I know, I turned around and I was writing poems and posting images I’d created with Dall-E and not doing much else. 😄
Now, I will cop to the fact that I have fully enjoyed both endeavors and have no intentions of stopping. It’s been a lot of fun exploring these avenues and creating these things. I call them things, as I don’t know if “art” really applies here.
All that said, I really do want to post something a bit more substantial from time to time as well.
As I’ve gone through all these different mental and emotional stages the past few months, I’ve been reading a lot of articles, blogs, etc., and watching different videos on coping, letting go of things, and so on.
There’s been bouts of harsh self-examination, anger, sadness, acceptance and every emotion in between.
One of the concepts that came up a few times and it kept creeping back into my head was the death of the old self. I think it stuck with me because just saying “change yourself” can seem so pedestrian at times. And it also seems easier to slip back into the old state from there. Not so much if you’re talking about laying something to rest permanently.
Just to be totally clear, I am talking about a symbolic death here, nothing else. I am not planning on going to find a building to jump off of or anything like that! 😬
Basically, what I have done is adopted the mindset that whenever self-doubt or negative thoughts sneak their way into my head, I tell myself that is my old self talking, and that self is dead. Buried. Gone.
My new self doesn’t accept that kind of talk. My new self was born from the ashes of the old. It’s risen above that dead-end mindset and left the outdated, negative frames and concepts behind.
While it might seem more than a bit out of left field, the visual of burying your old self can be a strong one. It seems to resonate and stick better than just reminding yourself to change.
When you convince yourself that the old frames don’t serve you well and that there’s nothing useful to go back to, the only place to go from there is up and beyond.
Bury yourself and rise up stronger than ever.
The Beginning At Last 
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