I'm thinking today about the power of language.
On the Optimal Health Highway, there aren't any speed limits. Whatever speed you travel is the speed you travel.
But there are language limits. No talk about symptoms, no talk of illness. Instead: challenges, opportunities.
OK. We're game—we commit to playing by the rules, we watch our language.
Skies immediately brighten. It is indeed very different to hear Meg say, with a bit of lightness in her voice, Wow, lots of opportunities today! instead of … oops, I'm not going to articulate the instead-of, am I?! The brightness, the lightness—they're contagious and they effect a favorable difference in how I feel, too, and in how I participate in interactions.
It takes two days for me to recognize and integrate the deeper force at work. A wave of limbic dysregulation really is an opportunity—not just euphemistically, but literally. Each flare provides an opportunity to practice the training steps, and the practice will be more effective if Meg consciously interrupts the limbic system when it's in the process of an overactive misfire.
Each flare is an opportunity to redirect and build new neural pathways in the brain.
Bring it on!
So it is with painting, too.
Think back to Jacqui Beck's modus operandi:
I painted so much black over this.
Yes. Yes, I did.
What next?
An opportunity! Multiple opportunities! Opportunities everywhere!
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| work in progress; opportunities everywhere! |
