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Learning to Trust Myself First

I have been at some serious changes for atleast a year now and I still have so much too learn. I have experienced so many wonderful things and have interacted with some of the greatest people ever. This next year I am planning on working even harder to integrate my paradigm's foundation.

Watching every energy of underlying thought, word, deed and experience that I choose. Thought does truly create and it has become even more true to my experience over the last year. The brain is the tool that I have trying so hard to understand and control.

I have learned that the brain is not the originator of my thoughts, but rather a transmitter that makes thoughts come to truth, at all levels, manifesting into the physical world. My higher self, the soul that exists all around me, controls my knowledge. Accessing my knowledge where it is really stored has been a great focus for me with lots of testing to quicken and enlighten me.
I often will use meditation and reflection as a means of developing my motivations to seek out a strong foundation of plans along with large scale ideas for positive force of change. I have been learning to not seek a specific ending, as I often get disappointed because I do not do a good job at my continued positive thoughts.

My self-criticism, self-defeating judgments and issues with spiritual authority really do damage to my work. Catching myself in these limiting thoughts is so hard and happen so quickly and quietly I find myself down or blue before I know what has happened. I just spend to much time, thought and energy on what actually happens instead of responding to what is happening.

How I react is determining my quality of outcome, and I am not where I want to be.

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