There I stand , face to face with my victim though I know deep within that it is I who is the victim. I am a weakness "anorak ", a witcher ( weakness watcher ), a weakness junky. I stand, looking them in the eye, with their ( negative ) ego in my hands, my clothes reek to high heavens , there are bits of rotting cabbage and sesame seeds lost in my hair and my spiritual breath smells like a sewer. Yes, I trawl the rubbish tips of others minds , searching out their weaknesses .
( switch to supposed victim )
Perhaps the first knee jerk reaction is to deploy the guards who patrol my personal spiritual garbage heap. I am not that comfortable with people looking at my tip you see. Sub conscious. I know that it is not good feng shui within the kingdom of ones own mind, on the other hand, they are MY weaknesses and no one else is getting to steal them even if they do so all the time. The first move with regards to being judged is to make the guards redundant. Give them a months wages and send them home to their family informing them that they will never work again.
I have no attachment to my weaknesses. I will no longer offer protection to my garbage pile when others start judging and rummaging around in my rubbish dump as now I realise that it has been working against me all along. The really odd thing is that I know that just over that hill there I can search for jewels and diamonds by the bucket load but where is the fun in that? Is there REALLY money in muck?
This is a thread for the subject of judging and being judged .
( switch to supposed victim )
Perhaps the first knee jerk reaction is to deploy the guards who patrol my personal spiritual garbage heap. I am not that comfortable with people looking at my tip you see. Sub conscious. I know that it is not good feng shui within the kingdom of ones own mind, on the other hand, they are MY weaknesses and no one else is getting to steal them even if they do so all the time. The first move with regards to being judged is to make the guards redundant. Give them a months wages and send them home to their family informing them that they will never work again.
I have no attachment to my weaknesses. I will no longer offer protection to my garbage pile when others start judging and rummaging around in my rubbish dump as now I realise that it has been working against me all along. The really odd thing is that I know that just over that hill there I can search for jewels and diamonds by the bucket load but where is the fun in that? Is there REALLY money in muck?
This is a thread for the subject of judging and being judged .