I DON’T FIGHT ANYMORE

I have had several blogs in my life.
For hobbies, for diaries, for vanity, for solitude, for wasted time.
Some have had a good following, others have been completely snubbed.
Everyone died anyway the moment parts of me completed their cycle.

From there I understood one thing.
Pass what you are.
Whether you put your voice on it or even just a keyboard.
There is a spirit in things that communicates beyond words; which cannot help but be perceived when the content is consistent with the container, and vice versa.

Otherwise you can become whoever you want. You can study the techniques and adopt emulations, but you remain a lot without emotion and without life.

It is no coincidence that the least lasting blogs have always been those in which I did not write instinctively. I was not following my nature.

And that goes for everything.
Career, relationships, friendship.
Sooner or later the body lets you know if you're doing everything wrong, and if you're careful you know how to tell when to get back into place.

It has been since the dawn of time that the Sages have repeated one and only teaching in different words or doctrines: know yourself, give birth to yourself.

You don't fight. Unprocessed. You don't pretend.
But, know who you are.

Because if you're looking for joy, if you want to deal with freedom, to do what you do authentically, that's where you have to be.

In total honesty with yourself.

DISASTER

And then there are days when you can’t keep your thoughts at bay, the most hidden, the deepest and the worst. They go out like this, suddenly, when you least expect it, maybe while you are singing a song in the car at the top of your lungs with your friends, while you walk, study, drive, while you kiss your boyfriend, they can go out like this, without warning, wake up or reminder to hold and take your head and heart hostage indefinitely. And you are there, helpless, you let yourself be enveloped by these paranoia and you bind yourself to them as if they were certainties. They don’t make you sleep, they don’t make you eat or they make you overeat, they make you feel blame for who you are and what you are not. And you stay there, you listen to them like a mantra that repeats itself in a loop in your head. After all, you cannot escape from yourself.

PSYCHIC PAIN

The question that each of us has more or less often asked is “Why is there pain?” One cannot remain numb in front of our pains and those of others. There are physical, psychic and spiritual pains and on and on, as you go up the pain is more intense and less understood even if it may seem the opposite. In my opinion, pain is not an accident or, worse, a punishment but it contains hidden purposes. For the body, pain is a defense, an alarm bell, a warning that something is wrong and allows you to run for cover and be cured. No scientist would affirm that the sensation of pain that is felt by touching a flame is useless because it allows to avoid even fatal dangers for the body. Psychic pain, sometimes less understood, is a sense of loneliness, abandonment, the bitterness of unrequited feelings, of misunderstanding and therefore depression. This type of pain prompts the search for someone to help overcome it by identifying the causes and removing the obstacles before the vitality is completely extinguished. Spiritual pain is even less understood, it concerns the spiritual part of man but also includes psychic and physical pain because it takes man in his entirety. The spiritual sick person swears, inveighs against a divinity that he believes is the cause of his pain but is unable to change things. In this life, to establish the natural balance, every pain corresponds to a pleasure and vice versa (as for all dualities): to the fatigue of work and study the pleasure of results, to the sore gums of a child the growth of a tooth, to the the pain of childbirth the birth of a creature, the pain of a cure the pleasure of healing, the fatigue of a climb or a race the pleasure of victory but also: from the pleasure of smoking the pain of cancer, from the satisfaction of alcohol suffering from a cirrhosis, from the pleasure of big eat the problems of obesity. Those who live without pain sooner or later look for it to restore that balance I mentioned above. The handsome, young, rich son of a father leads a life without fatigue but then goes to practice extreme sports, runs with the car, takes drugs because he is in a state of imbalance and nature does not recognize a part of itself I recognize that the mysteries of pain still have unknown roots. Thoughts about pain are also pain in themselves, that of stepping into the shoes of the sufferer. Solidarity in pain very often eases it.

CHILDREN PSYCHOLOGICAL ABUSE

Children who are emotionally abused and neglected face similar and sometimes worse mental health problems as children who are physically or sexually abused, yet psychological abuse is rarely addressed in prevention programs or in treating victims, according to a new study published by the American Psychological Association.
“Given the prevalence of childhood psychological abuse and the severity of harm to young victims, it should be at the forefront of mental health and social service training,” said study lead author Joseph Spinazzola, PhD, of The Trauma Center at Justice Resource Institute, Brookline, Massachusetts. The article will appear in a special issue of the APA journal Psychological Trauma: Theory, Research, Practice, and Policy®

https://www.apa.org/news/press/releases/2014/10/psychological-abuse

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