While taking my morning meds; 19 2 19

Few things are more damaging than self-criticism.

Like a matador torturing a bull, the dance of damnation spins.

The raging bull attacks, the matador stabs,

the fury of it feeds the frenzy

like the cheers from the crowd.

Yet self-criticism is a solitary act, alone we accuse, prosecute and condemn.

Alone we are tried, convicted and punished.

Alone we fall prey to ourselves with no one to offer up a defence.

Recognizing our solitude reveals the insanity.

The insanity seen, opens the doorway to hope.

The doorway opened allows love to enter.

There is no accuser, beyond ourselves.

We are unconditionally loved.

Many of the man-made measurements of value are just that, man-made.

They can separate us from love, dampen our energy and drag us down.

If we are not thinking about ourselves in a loving way,

we are not thinking the thoughts of our originator.

We are unconditionally loved.

Treat yourself like a loved one.

Author: Kevin Burleson

My wife Cheryl and I live in St. Joseph, Missouri. She is retired and watches three of our 12 grandchildren and 1 greatgrandchild. I work as a maintenance man at Highland Community College in Highland, Kansas. I have a BA in Art with an emphasis in ceramics. I am a second degree Reiki practitioner and BQH (Beyond Quantum Healing) practitioner. I started writing spiritual related posts in 2018 and started sharing them on a few different Facebook sites. This site is to consolidate and re-share them. It is also to share short stories based on images seen while in meditation. My hopes are that it will inspire others to use the powerful tool of visualisation to enhance their spiritual journey. Thank you.

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