𝓜𝔂 𝓜𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓞𝓯 𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓽𝓾𝓭𝓮 - Friday 8 August 2025

Though I did some serious rewiring already, I am starting to see how stuck I have been in that scarcity mindset.

Limiting myself for decades....

Because planning a future feels like a luxury when survival is the focus.

These posts are:

𝒯𝑜 𝓊𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓂𝒶𝑔𝑒 𝐼 𝒹𝒾𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝓎𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝒾𝑒𝒻 𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝒷𝓊𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒.
𝒯𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒.
𝒯𝑜 𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓃𝑔𝓁𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓇𝑒𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓇𝒸𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓈𝑒𝓉.
𝒯𝑜 𝓇𝑒𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝑜𝓇𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒸𝑒𝓅𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝒷𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒.

I was kinda impressed by myself last Tuesday, hence as this is about balance and looking at things from both sides, I asked for an independent perspective and..... I got it.

That was yesterday and the machine was so nice....

So I asked for a more negative opinion on the same post, as this whole week is about looking at things from both sides now!

Who is your Author?

Yesterday I was all that, so spiritual and poetic, now let´s get critical!

Critical Reflection: Potential Limitations or Negative Aspects

Over-identification with Self-Healing
The author is deeply focused on introspection, healing, and inner work. This emphasis can sometimes lead to over-personalization—viewing every external event through the lens of personal trauma or emotion.

This may risk neglecting external factors (social, systemic, relational) that also shape one's life.

Author: Well, no worries there, I never claimed to be social

Romanticizing Suffering and Shadow Work

There’s a poetic quality in how the author discusses pain, tears, and trauma, but this can verge on romanticizing suffering.

Constantly framing pain as growth may unintentionally invalidate the very real and often raw aspects of trauma that require more than reflection—sometimes professional support, boundaries, or action.

Author: Traumas are indeed to work through, but what does not kill you makes you stronger.

Vague Spiritual Idealism
Phrases like “turning pain into light,” or “alchemizing shadows” sound inspiring, but can come off as abstract or inaccessible to readers who seek practical tools.

Author: Ehh Chat, I never said “turning pain into light,” or “alchemizing shadows,” that is what you said about me, in yesterday's post

The spiritual tone might alienate those who are early in their healing or prefer a more grounded, pragmatic path.

Author: If it´s too early, you can always come back next life, take your time.

Self-Absorption Risk
While self-reflection is important, there’s a fine line where it can become self-centeredness.

A constant inward gaze may limit empathy for others' perspectives or experiences that don’t fit into the same emotional-spiritual framework.

Author: very true, but my empathy has been growing because I looked inward and asked myself why I do not empathize with the talking monkeys, and that made me embrace them.

Ambiguity Around Action
The writing focuses heavily on inner work—journaling, reflection, emotional processing—but offers limited emphasis on external action or change.

There's a risk of staying trapped in analysis or emotional cycles without moving toward concrete change, relationships, or broader impact.

Author: another very true point, it´s hard to get out of my head and apply my knowledge in real life. But writing, wording, picturing your inner self makes the unconscious become conscious, allowing it to be practiced in everyday life. I might actually become a nice person one day soon.

Subtle Superiority or Detachment
The tone, while compassionate, may carry a quiet sense of having figured something out that others haven't.

This could create a divide between the "awake/healing" self and the rest of humanity still "running like headless chickens," potentially reinforcing isolation or spiritual elitism.

Author: That is only because I admit every day that I have been a headless chicken for decades, and yes, I felt superior. I saw the chickens run and did not want to be with them because they TOK another language.

Then I realized that I felt grief and shame, and that instead of turning my back on them, I could embrace them and tell them it will be okay one day.

I have not figured anything out that they will never figure out; I just have been on this rock a few more times. And all the lessons I found going around might help others, and if not, they will still find their way someday.

Interesting to see the darker side of me.

Did I feel the need to defend myself?
Not at all. Except for mistakenly recognizing its own words for mine, I think they are all very fair, critical notes.

Most of all, how I will change myself and the world around me with the lessons I learned, and not just keep going in circles of reflection like a headless reflective chicken.

Thank you for making it this far....for those who know me...or better, think they know me, this might have been a WTF moment.

About Me
I’m a self-explorer, writer, and truth-seeker on a journey of turning the unconscious into conscious awareness. For years, I lived under the weight of hidden beliefs—scarcity, unworthiness, fear of failure—that shaped my life without me realizing it. It wasn’t fate; it was the unseen patterns within me.

Through deep self-reflection, journaling, and emotional exploration, I learned to face my shadows and rewrite my story. I believe healing begins when we dare to confront the parts of ourselves we’ve kept in the dark. My journey has been about making peace with these inner landscapes and choosing new beliefs that uplift rather than limit.

Forgiveness, both of myself and others, has been a powerful catalyst in my transformation. It has allowed me to release resentment, dissolve emotional burdens, and create space for growth and inner peace.

I use words to translate emotions into clarity. Writing is how I navigate my inner world—it’s how I process, release, and transform. Every tear, every insight, every shadow is part of my path toward wholeness.

Here, I share my reflections, my learnings, and my ongoing journey of self-discovery. If you’re someone who feels life has been running on autopilot and you’re ready to take the wheel, you’ll find a kindred spirit in me.

Rudyard Kipling´s (1865 – 1936) IF

If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;

Because I looked,

I looked at my mind from both sides now,
From up and down, and still somehow
It's my mind´s illusions I recall
I really don't know my mind at all