Lesson 16 from ACIM is,”I have no neutral thoughts.” I love to think of myself as neutral. I used to joke around that I was Switzerland. This is so not true. Neutrality in my head is just a euphemism for “always being right.” Never being on the “wrong” side. Being everyone’s friend. Being the best, the girl with the most cake.
“The idea for today is a beginning step in dispelling the belief that your thoughts have no effect. Everything you see is the result of your thoughts. There is no exception to this fact. Thoughts are not big or little; powerful or weak. They are merely true or false…every thought you have contributes to truth or to illusion; either it extends the truth or it multiplies illusions …recognize that every thought you have brings either peace or war; either love or fear (emphasis mine). A neutral result is impossible because a neutral thought is impossible. There is such a temptation to dismiss fear thoughts as unimportant, trivial and not worth bothering about that it is essential you recognize them all as equally destructive, but equally unreal. We will practice this idea in many forms before you really understand it.”
I can’t even front like I have any idea what the hell this means! But I like thinking about it and chewing on it…and to my recovering Catholic mind, the idea that thoughts are not “good or bad”, but “true or false” is a total relief. I spend an inordinate amount of time fussing over my “bad” thoughts. I was looking for a video for this post, and I stumbled across this Jack White video. I felt promptly guilty after watching it because I found the visual image of Jack White trussed up in the back seat of a car and thrashing around to be, well, kinda hot. I would just like to say that I have an entirely new appreciation for Jack White after watching the last scene of this video. And that is neither good nor bad. It’s just true.
All is well in Fuhrmanlandia today, my Ladies of the Nute. I had a crazy myofascial release massage last night for my busted hip, and my massage therapist suggested I eat more pineapple. Twist my arm. I’ve been craving pineapple like crazy lately. I’m noticing that I am not eating enough at meals, but I’m sure I can come up with some strategies to take care of that. Had TWO green juices yesterday (like a BOSS). It’s funny how eating two big ass salads makes me pissed off, but two or even three green juices makes me feel high, energized and just juicy. I am still having some pain after all of my dental work, and I’ve noticed my jaw gets tired very quickly and is sore after a prolonged tango with a Fuhrman Trough-Sized Salad. So no more attempts at forcing myself to adhere to this “perfection” of eating two big ass salads. Take it easy on yourself, chica!