So strange that lure to allow the feeling of melancholy to settle in. It’s like a drug. Nostalgia, remembrance, longing; that exquisite yearning to fill the mysterious void – why is it so seductive to lean into? Is that what makes people want to sing The Blues?
That mood, that wallowing, self-indulgent feeling can be replaced with joy – replaced with gratitude. I could maybe rationalize the remembrance longing when I’m missing mom; but feeling the LOVE, unconditional acceptance, giddy silly happiness would be a better emotional memory to have when thinking of her.
This is a choice – to shift from something unproductive to uplifting. It’s a decision; but one that is made from conscious awareness the moment the indolent sentiment creeps in. The ego isn’t going to readily relinquish control to the spirit. The choice must come from a place of intention and strength.
Dr. Joe Dispenza (Breaking the Habit of Being Yourself) says to “catch yourself before going unconscious” – call out that unwelcome feeling to be erased. Say out loud: “Change! This is not loving to me!”
No matter how alluring, it is time to leave behind what will only bring a sad and lonely future. Awareness, choice and decision.
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“… the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.” ― Galatians 5:22, 23)
