Day 113: The Smoker Character

 

 

What I am facing today is this submission to the smoker character, the addict that simply must have one now and, fuck you, me. I staved the moment off for a bit, but then suddenly the energy built up and speeded up into a crisis, and I gave way to it. This is possession. The backchat here: how can I do anything. As if I am facing a future of complete catastrophe. Maybe that was the thought picture. Non of this is clear. I’ve been kind of spaced-out.

 

I commit myself to slow down and to breathe in these moments when the character steps in that must have his way. I commit myself to give myself the opportunity to see what’s going on.

 

I was looking through the archives of TV programming as cigarette ads of the 60’s and 70’s on YouTube and I came across the ‘Hamlet’ adverts. Happiness is a cigar called Hamlet. Here a ‘crisis’ is defined as a point where some kind of emotional reaction is coming up, but the solution presented is to light up and go into a character shift, go into a positive feeling, and do nothing, then apparently everything is ok.

 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that everything is ok with the world or not ok according to the feelings that I am participating in and as.

 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear the loss of the positive feelings that I have attached to the experience of smoking.

 

I forgive myself that I have attached a positive feeling to the experience of smoking.

 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that my stability is real when I clearly use smoking to suppress emotions that I fear I cannot control.

 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that my stability is real when I clearly depend on energy to maintain it.

 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to participate in fear when I cannot have my fix of positive feeling.

 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to connect the experience of smoking to hope, and within this I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to become addicted to hope, and to fear the loss of ‘my last hope’.

 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear and to submit to this addict character.

 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to judge myself for submitting to this addict character.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Changing the Character of the World

 

 

It is my Opinion  see also the Opinion Character

Journey to Life Day100: Giving it your All – 100% Life Commitment

4 Count Breath as Emergency Tool of Self-Support

 

Catch up on:

Heaven’s Journey To Life

Creation’s Journey to Life

Earth’s Journey to Life

 

7 Year Journey to Life @ Facebook http://www.facebook.com/groups/journeytolife/Desteni.org Equalmoney.org

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~ by adamsblogs on August 22, 2012.

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