Showing posts with label stinking thinking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stinking thinking. Show all posts

December 3, 2011

Thinking, the Good Kind

Not diseased, not distorted. Clear, honest, open. Constructive.

I often hear the sentence in these rooms, "my best thinking got me here."   I always find my head nod at that. Even though, down deep, I see it this way-- it's my "old" thinking that got me here.

Sometimes it will seem I am being told to NOT think.  But that is my black-and-white thinking kicking in. For Program only teaches us not to think, so much.  

And on the positive, it has taught me there are lot more choices in healthy thinking and simple awareness, than I used to have.

Thank HP for my being re-directed some twenty odd autumns ago,  from a closed meeting in AA in a particular German town.   The good folks sent me down the road a week, across town, to a particular small meeting where I could begin to learn to speak my emotions, in German.  

(Emotions Anonymous has many many EA meetings in most larger German towns. An interesting contrast to life in these United States.) 

March 28, 2011

Open to Receive

The author of today's reading in CTC asks, "How much can God give me if I am not going to open to receive?   When I hold onto a problem, a fear or a resentment, I shut myself off to the help that is available to me."  

What is my stance when I hold on tight to something physically?  My head is lowered, my eyes strain or squint.  My fist clench and, if I have fingernails, my nails dig into my palms. I hurt. And before long I am exhausted. 

Before I give into stinking thinking, and moan about my suffering, let me examine my attitude.  Maybe my pain will be released if I can just let go and trust God.

Can I realize that I don't need to hold on so tight in order to have my needs met? When I let go,  I am open to the world around me.  My head is held up so I can see, and my hands are free to embrace joyful and loving activity. I have energy for action. My eyes are open to see opportunities I might otherwise have missed.

Let me admit when my tense ways are not working, so I may decide to loosen my grip on one small thing today (Step Three).  I shall let go and let God.  

"All I had to do was become the least bit willing to open my clutched fist, a tiny, grudging bit, and miracles happened. That's God as I understand Him today."
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