With a peripheral that’s trivial at time, we don’t see our complete surroundings that question our point of grounding oneself soundly, being that we’re always on the move with one objective in sight, makes our side view undistinguishable, and might just bump into something and blame that something for being in the way, but if that something had something to say, it would say; “Hey, I’m right here, and how do you feel that way”, that watched you run right into it and didn’t flinch, and so spend time in a relative state of emotional suspense.
Living life within the sideshow of survival, create a blind spots as a rival to who we really are, and how we’re supposed to live, and then some, I bet you didn’t see that coming, we use that as a surprising effect after premeditating and calculating the affect we would have on someone who we ‘think’ is out to harm us, so we enter into their blind spot to blind side them, just to find that behind us they stand and really have our backs – so any perpetual attack is not a cool thing to do.
Car crashes are created partially by not seeing around the blind spot of the vehicle, and the other, sitting behind the blind spot in our minds, deep in thought, thinking, “I ought-a” then crash, instead of releasing oneself from the past unconditionally, that puts one in a paralyzing position to not focus on the road ahead, I mean cell phones do that to, as the mobile mind we carry around with us everywhere, and dare to be bothered when I’m doing something. (Reality can wait!!) –
But life can’t and won’t, that works hand and hand with time, that gives us chances to correct our blind spots, before we lose ourselves within them, for the mere fact that we wake up every day, is another chance and fresh start to correct what binds up from looking/seeing passed our blind spots, (so thank your Life for that) to see what has been, and what’s to come, with clarity, and clean out the spots of imperfection in our own lives, by our own will and fruition, when no one can tell you what to do.
When moving assertively with a purpose and will, one is able to see in all directions, that lessens the chance for other things to happen, and just so happen you may see it before it comes, and some of the times it could be fun, when knowing, I’m really correcting and changing myself, but everything is not always a downhill ride, and our bad side may be the side we need to correct first, so matters won’t get worse when trying to change ourselves, where a new emergence will come with introspecting and investigating, f*** waiting I want to move passed this point, in time.
Even if you’re blind you can still be spot on, hearing, feeling and thinking, just like everyone else does, and some say you can see more in the dark anyway, because when the light comes on we tend to wear shade, and play all day without taking responsibility, and see this as a feeling of being put on the spot, instead of realizing the spot we just put ourselves in, when using blind spots as the excuse; “I didn’t see them”.
Where being a watcher is like a potter clay, that we use to shape our own reality, and place blind spots in front of the things we choose not to see, until that thing actually confronts me, and at times still turn the other cheek and get smacked in the face with it on the other side, because life don’t play games and life don’t lie, but stand it does, because it stood for you, and now it’s time for us to stand for Life, and correct our spite in order to see everything, and mean what we say and say what we mean, until we intrinsically become life, and All Live as kings and Queens right Here on this Earth. Therefore;
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to create blind spots in front of the things I choose not to see, but end up seeing them anyway, because they’re always there/Here, waiting for me to correct and change my relationship towards it, and sort out the rest of me, to get to the best of me – that’s making the spotted me clean, by purifying the words that I speak.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to use blind spot as an excuse that I didn’t see them, while hiding behind the blind spot in my mind, thinking too much and rushing at the same time, just to fined myself on a crash course into a collision.
I forgive myself that I haven’t accepted and allowed myself to realize, the mere fact that I know, see and use the word blind spot, states that I am always aware that I have a problem and should immediately do something about it.
I forgive myself that I haven’t accepted and allowed myself to immediately do something about the blind spots I see and know I have, that would hinder me from moving passed different points in my life, but would rather chalk it up as a human nature flaw that needs no correction, until it just so happens to shake up my world.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to think/perceive/believe that I can’t see everything and so stick with the excusable saying; “I don’t eye’s in the back of my head”, instead of looking behind me to see from whence I can, that would shine light onto my present stance, to walk into a certain future without re-creating the past.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself create my future from my past, blinded by the spots that tarnished my being, meaning how I allow my weakness to remain in place, instead of correcting the parts of them that needs to be replaced.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to save face, meaning accepting the characteristics of the face I present as who I am, instead of eradicating these characters by facing myself.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to waste space, by filling in the distance between me and my utmost potential with blind spots as pockets of resistance, and miss the obvious every time, where only if I use these blind spots as bridges, instead of walls, I would walk over these pockets of resistance into change.
I mean not to say blind spots doesn’t exist because they do, thing is, what are you going to do when realized we’ve only been living in the shadow of Self, as a figment in our imagination, and not who we really are as the Flesh in Fact? Learn how to recognize your own blind spots, Here.
Thanks for reading.