what if they aren’t stars.. just holes poked in the box so we can breathe
what a sad realization that freedom is possible yet we can pass our years trapped in same old patterns. we may want to love others without holding back, feel authentic, breathe in beauty around yet each day we listen to inner voices that keep our marble life small
what if I told you all of those memories and ideas in your head are like stories in the book. what if those stories were not accurate. what if the ways you interpreted and remembered are skewed? How hard would it be to let go of those thoughts given an opportunity to consider that they may be wrong? if that’s a possibility, then you are one step closer to contemplating the change. restructure your mind. optimize it. you can live more efficient happy life if you allow to reorganize those books with stories in your library of the mind
neural plasticity bb