The Hand That Feeds
What is the most important thing in your life right now? Who speaks for you when no one else will? Where will you turn if no one is listening? When will enough be enough? Why should you even try? How will you ever succeed? These are the only questions you will ever have to ask of yourself, but who made you feel helpless to begin with?
We (that is all humans) have the power to influence their future, their health, their life but what gets in their way? Do they fear fear or just plan to fail in their endeavor…such as being healthy, successful, or happy before they even start? What is their driving force for failure, mediocrity, and having to do without? I think it all starts with the hand that fed them their first meal of failure…their first taste of deviation from the straight and narrow of successful blossoming. Sadly now, everything positive will be a blessing, a gift from God or conversely, a curse, dumb luck, or something else if it was negative. Crazy thing, theirs, yours, and my first meal was never meant to taste that way, it was never meant to float in the taste buds of memory for all time, to come luckily the hand that delivered that meal created a habit and only habit...as habits can be broken but unfortunately can also be re-handed down from father to son, mother to daughter and all combinations combined…who knew? I never did, never even thought of it until I was blindsided by life with a combination of awareness…was it dumb luck, a blessing or what that brought me around?
My find doesn’t mean I’m cured from my meal but it does mean that since I can see it, sense it, taste it, everyone else in the room has the ability to become aware of eating that same meal too! It doesn’t matter who gave you your meal, but it does matter what you plan on doing with the knowledge that a meal of habitual failures, doubts, and negativity exists to begin with.
I for one plan on stepping away from my meal…thought I got rid of it years ago…yeah I was aware of it once before but the difference then was the thought that “it” was a myth, a belief, not a real thing. This time I found out it is real; it carries energy, mass and creation. Yes creation…same stuff that makes you and me. So, what is the solution to this “thing” that makes us mess up and possibly miss our dreams?
The truth is I don’t know all the answers but I do know that I have a plan and my plan has action, crazy action; not really crazy…but exciting and it also has a strategy. I once read that Henry Ford said something along the lines of “Once you make your decision commit to it fully and quickly, but before that decision is made…take your time, wait, fully realize what you are doing and never move until your decision is finally made." Don’t quote me on that little memory but that is how “I” remember it. Now the only decision is what makes you aware of what you need to do for yourself?
Commentary by Richard E. Protasiewicz, Jr., D.C.
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