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Assimilate, Eliminate, and Circulate

I am free of congestive thoughts.   Assimilation, elimination and circulation.  It is how our bodies process and function and it is how I want my mind to work.  I know that what I believe determines my perceptions and my attitude.  Am I happy or sad?  Am I feeling creative and positive or am I feeling listless and mad?   My emotional state stems from my thoughts.

If my mind works like my body, thoughts would constantly be circulating through and what is not needed would be eliminated.  What is necessary to a full and joyous life would be assimilated.  Think of a game of solitaire where the cards keep coming up as you deal from the pile.  The first time the eight of clubs comes up, you don't need it, but by the time it comes around again it fits.   

Various messages, lessons, and ideas have come up more than once in my life.  I remember reading books that other people recommended and thinking they were full of baloney.   Sometimes years later I would run across the book and the message would resonate deep in my heart.  The first time they made no sense to me and at another time they were the answer to my prayers. 


I clung to some ideas for years before realizing that I didn't really believe them anymore and I didn't have to live by them.  They no longer fit in with my goals and world view.  We change and grow over time and continuing to circulate thoughts and beliefs to measure their fit is a path to well being and peace.  

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  1. This is so true for me and I think you for sharing the lesson now when we are all reminded that the path we are on need not be the only option and we can always look to past lessons for new inspiration.

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  2. I agree. My being willing to a take another look at myself, to view my lessons and what resonated with me THEN as see how it elicits entirely new and expanded meanings is deeply transformative. I'm so glad I retain the willingness to learn. Beautifully written, Melissa

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