Voices and Filters

Along with my mental illness came negative feelings and voices that would have put some in danger if I had followed through with them.  Fortunately, through many hours of counselling and help through medications it came under control.  I don't take those negative voices lightly anymore, but very seriously.  Along with those negative voices came negative speech that produced anger and division.  Thankfully, I have appreciated more and more what my mental illness has done for me and I have learned in the process to moderate those voices as well.

I don't hang on to negative thoughts too much and try to catch myself on time before depression sets in and negative attitudes follow.  Negativity can be like a wild fire if not kept in check.  Our unfiltered words are the ones that cause the most damage in our lives.  We should not automatically assume that people will forgive us because the damage could be irreparable in their lives and put them on a path of destruction.

This is why we must choose our words carefully at all time.

The negative voices we 'hear' in our mind could directly affect the path we will take in our lives and we should encourage ourselves to replace them by the constructive values we need to learn to undo them.

Notice, I didn't say positive voices but values and beliefs which in the end affect our thoughts and speeches and work in us more deeply.

The path of our life is very much affected by the voices we hear 'positive or negative' and the words we speak to ourselves and others.

Start by telling yourself that you are able to overcome whatever you are facing right now and see it happen everyday and watch what happens.  Our imagination when used correctly is capable to work for us rather than against us.  Success, whatever that would mean to you, depends on it. 

A Happy Kite

Bernard Demaere

 

It was my first flight,

To become a happy kite.

I was free in the wind,

But held down by a string.

 

My owner was to me, un-known,

But I felt the pull very strongly.

So I could soar only,

A few feet above the ground.

 

So after a few years,

The string changed over hands.

Under a new master’s care,

He made me different as he was a man.

 

The string is no longer too short,

His strong wing carries me.

Into Eternal shores,

Where Freedom is not sin, but a different sort.

 

Now, I am a happy kite

That is travelling by night

But my master,

Leads the way to a new day.