Diana-M
Beloved Grand Eagle
After a year of TMS work, things are getting smoother —much much smoother. Less inner pressure. Less OCD. Less pressure to perform. Less pressure to do what I don’t want to do. Less conflict. Less torment. Less confusion. Less pain. Less terror.
More knowing how, and when to say, “no.” More peace. More joy. More silence. More beauty. More time for me. More hope. More rest. More music. More laughter.
Less guilt. Less struggle. Less planning. Less anticipating tragedy at every turn. Less focus on world events and the news.
More focus on the sky. Less focus on what I think other people think of me. More focus on clearing my mind. Less focus on needing something to give me value.
More focus on how unique and worthy I am to be part of this beautiful world. Less focus on my body. More focus on love of myself. Less time spent with people who are mean to me. More time spent with people who make me happy. Less “shoulds.” More of what I want.
Less analysis of the past. More good deep breaths —in the present. More meditation. Less worry about when I’ll be free of TMS. More believing I already am.
Less night terrors. More good deep sleep. Less dread of the future. More excitement for what lies ahead. Less thinking I’m old. More believing I’m young.
Much much more love of myself. Less inner nagging. More “I don’t care.” Less holding onto anger. More forgiveness. More believing I’ll be OK no matter what. Less depression. More pure happiness.
Less sadness. More faith. Less planning for the future. More waiting to see what happens.
Less expected of myself. More approval of myself. Less waking up each morning to dread and anxiety. More waking up excited to be alive.
Much much more of all good things. Less fear of pain. More determination to fight through it. More believing life is good. More believing it will always be good.
Do I still have TMS? Oh, yes. Do I still have difficult people (family) in my life and difficult circumstances? Oh yes, and I don’t foresee this changing. But, I do foresee discovering even more ways to weather these and every storm.
TMS is not a jail. You can dig your way out, a little at a time.
“Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.”— Andy, The Shawshank Redemption
More knowing how, and when to say, “no.” More peace. More joy. More silence. More beauty. More time for me. More hope. More rest. More music. More laughter.
Less guilt. Less struggle. Less planning. Less anticipating tragedy at every turn. Less focus on world events and the news.
More focus on the sky. Less focus on what I think other people think of me. More focus on clearing my mind. Less focus on needing something to give me value.
More focus on how unique and worthy I am to be part of this beautiful world. Less focus on my body. More focus on love of myself. Less time spent with people who are mean to me. More time spent with people who make me happy. Less “shoulds.” More of what I want.
Less analysis of the past. More good deep breaths —in the present. More meditation. Less worry about when I’ll be free of TMS. More believing I already am.
Less night terrors. More good deep sleep. Less dread of the future. More excitement for what lies ahead. Less thinking I’m old. More believing I’m young.
Much much more love of myself. Less inner nagging. More “I don’t care.” Less holding onto anger. More forgiveness. More believing I’ll be OK no matter what. Less depression. More pure happiness.
Less sadness. More faith. Less planning for the future. More waiting to see what happens.
Less expected of myself. More approval of myself. Less waking up each morning to dread and anxiety. More waking up excited to be alive.
Much much more of all good things. Less fear of pain. More determination to fight through it. More believing life is good. More believing it will always be good.
Do I still have TMS? Oh, yes. Do I still have difficult people (family) in my life and difficult circumstances? Oh yes, and I don’t foresee this changing. But, I do foresee discovering even more ways to weather these and every storm.
TMS is not a jail. You can dig your way out, a little at a time.
“Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.”— Andy, The Shawshank Redemption
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