Dropped keys and phones with dings, to cracked screens and bumping into things, I mean it’s the little things we chose not to see, and then get mad at it, because I scraped my knee, in the midst of a moment of thought or sneeze, all because we’re just dragging our feet and trailing along, to stubbing my toe, to getting papercuts and a runny nose, to rushing out the house and forgetting my phones, then driving 10 miles just to come back home, and when we’re at home we forget to leave, because we got distracted by what’s on TV, and end up getting to work late with hate looming in the background to seal our fate, and blame it on everything that’s going wrong, instead of blaming myself for what I did wrong, it’s the little things.
From dropping a penny and not picking it up, with no consideration that it all adds up, I mean watch out for that cup, “Bam”, “Opps” then “Damn”, man I just had it in the palm of my hand, to saying I knew that was going to happen, I knew it, I knew it, instead of taking responsibility for what you knew and thought not to do, to catching the flu, from not wearing a jacket or sweater on you, in the dead of winter in the middle of December, to getting a splinter in your finger from an old piece of wood, point is would you change it all if you could? Something to think about.
And now that we’re done thinking and spilling a confession, that’s all I have to say before I do the correction, therefore;
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to miss the little things in my world that in the end may cause me a world of trouble, to paying for it in consequence, which in some case equals money, where like realizing that I left the refrigerator open for a period of time, enough to get some of the contents in it wet, to the point of having to throw them away and pay for them again.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to be unaware of the little things that I do, forget to do, drop and don’t remember at times, then wonder why things in my world is not going right.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to tell myself that I won’t forget to remember to not do and/or do these things and soon forget, because I didn’t remember to do or not do these things.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to think that the little things I do, like dropping my phone and/or forgetting it when I walk out the house, is normal and not worth correcting all the time, nor mentioning it to anyone, because we all do it and accept it as an ‘oh well’, until the screen breaks then say ‘oh hell’, and by that time it’s too late, but still don’t do anything about it.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to seem as if I’m always in a rush, then spill a coffee on me while driving in my truck, then have to clean it up, like stay out of your mind, then tell myself, you won’t do this next time and hope to remember.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to give myself a splinter from building things too fast, I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to have broken a glass on the kitchen floor before. I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to have stubbed my toe on the frame of a door, when walking in the bedroom and saw it before it happen, but kept dragging my feet because I wanted to take a nap. I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself have hurt my back, from sitting the wrong way, then stressing too much, instead of sitting up straight and standing within stability. I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to think I’m silly for saying self-forgiveness out loud and someone heard me, then looked at me crazy and took off in a rush and drove away, I mean am I crazy? I forgive myself for thinking I’m crazy while knowing that I’m not, but maybe a little bit lazy, because I keep forgetting the little things.
And so on and so forth, as a continual application, because at times we will forget to do things, drop things by accident and misplace things, but thing is to continue to forgive myself for the mishaps I happen to miss, consisting of the little things. Point is to be self-honest with yourself by yourself and correct yourself, and if you need help, go HERE to learn what makes you tick and how to correct it.
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