Sometimes, I don’t write when I have nothing to say. Tonight, I’ll write because I have nothing to say. It is best to write, because if I don’t, they I may never say anything ever again. For some, this isn’t the worst thing.
A few weeks back, I mentioned how I had been using the same pair of running shoes and earplugs since Covid. I have since bought a new pair of running shoes, and have good earplugs at my disposal.
One does not always recognize the self-imposed restraints on one’s life. There have been many things I have held back from, or held onto, to my own detriment – such as an old pair of shoes.
The conception of one’s life’s potential, or God, can be as big or as small as one believes.
Life/God is as good as one believes. If I don’t believe my life is good, it isn’t worth my salt to be happy about zilch. But by believing, I really do accumulate joy and gratitude for whatever it is I believe.
I’ve felt before that life was very small: Lives in hometown, no girlfriend, ratty apartment, etc.
Now I feel as though my small life is very big: Many friends, healthy, good food, big city, etc.
God can be as nasty as a drat old dog if I believe it. But at some point, it is on me to decide what I am going to believe all the dog gone days, or if I’m going to try and think bigger.
I suppose mental health is the ability to chose one’s thoughts instead of them being chosen for you by insufficient brain chemicals.
I take ginko biloba, lions mane, and Omega-3s, so that my brain my optimally operate.
I learned today that the brain can use up a lot of our energy. I am awfully tired lately, and I think it is from thinking!
I have always had big ideas. I used to think small things, too.
So, even if I’m a bit more tired than usual, I hope it is because I am using my brain to choose to believe in good things, instead of small ones.
It dawned on me, that for as good as my life is, there is a whole world outside of my own little world. Perhaps it deserves to be participated in.
I hope that I can begin to start living instead of running in the same old pair of shoes my whole life.
There is good news every week, and the weeks are short, but I work very hard. And, if you work hard, big things can happen.
Ben Bonkoske 