I really enjoyed this. So true. This sentence: "whatever I had congratulated myself for obtaining had somehow physically fused itself onto me creating in the process another me" describes very well the deceptive nature of identifying with one's possessions. They attach themselves to us and transmogrify us into someone else.
Hey MizRegina. I opened "Why Is This Happening To Me" when it came in on May 28. When I got to, "...which then trickles down to a high opinion of oneself... ," I closed it until now.
My sense of humor has been under a 24\7 assault by the Dead Sky Legions. Dreams. Visions. Evil suggestions bubbling up from the mire of mortality. Years ago, a true pal of mine sent me the Tolstoy volume containing the tale of Ivan Ilyich. I have not cracked it open. Now I will.
Brian Wilson passed-on a couple of days ago. Beach Boy #1. If you want to know the character of the mortal sky I'm under, find his album "All Summer Long" at youtube. That's me all over 'til the day I die, too. I had no idea how affected I'd been by Brian Wilson's earthly life until he departed. Never met him, never saw him in person. Saw the BB's live once. Glenn Campbell was playing bass.
Upon awakening this morning a near-first thought was, "Open MizRegina's article and read it." So I did and I Thank You. I've been battling that 'Me-Adjacent' reality for a long time without actually understanding the nature of the enemy. Enlightenment with genuine understanding begins to shatter the dead sky and the True Light pours in...
Here's a Scripture I never knew existed until last year, 2024:
"Then he said unto them, Go your way, eat the fat, and drink the sweet, and send portions unto them for whom nothing is prepared: for this day is holy unto our Lord: neither be ye sorry; for the joy of the LORD is your strength." Nehemiah 8:10
Sad to say, only 2 of the Hebrew tribes, Judah & Benjamin, got initial benefit of that wisdom. The other 10 tribes were long-gone--over the Caucasus ...
Of course I went straight off and listened to "All Summer Long." How could I not love a musical genius who uses the words "summer," "happy" and "good" with abandon?
He must have read Nehemiah. Hope you are under a happy summer sky.
And thank you for reading and responding to my oddball little 'stack.
Regina; This particular iteration of Suffering School landed with me, perhaps more so than any previous one. As I've said to you previously, I enjoy the way you integrate the words and ideas of some of the giants with your own funny and vulnerable insights. Not only that, what you write strikes me as smart, thoughtful, and authentic. Keep writing; I'll keep reading.
I really enjoyed this. So true. This sentence: "whatever I had congratulated myself for obtaining had somehow physically fused itself onto me creating in the process another me" describes very well the deceptive nature of identifying with one's possessions. They attach themselves to us and transmogrify us into someone else.
Agree! Possessions do that. At least mine do.
Thank you Eugene for your thoughtful comment.
And thanks for using the word transmogrify. I forgot how good that word is.
Hey MizRegina. I opened "Why Is This Happening To Me" when it came in on May 28. When I got to, "...which then trickles down to a high opinion of oneself... ," I closed it until now.
My sense of humor has been under a 24\7 assault by the Dead Sky Legions. Dreams. Visions. Evil suggestions bubbling up from the mire of mortality. Years ago, a true pal of mine sent me the Tolstoy volume containing the tale of Ivan Ilyich. I have not cracked it open. Now I will.
Brian Wilson passed-on a couple of days ago. Beach Boy #1. If you want to know the character of the mortal sky I'm under, find his album "All Summer Long" at youtube. That's me all over 'til the day I die, too. I had no idea how affected I'd been by Brian Wilson's earthly life until he departed. Never met him, never saw him in person. Saw the BB's live once. Glenn Campbell was playing bass.
Upon awakening this morning a near-first thought was, "Open MizRegina's article and read it." So I did and I Thank You. I've been battling that 'Me-Adjacent' reality for a long time without actually understanding the nature of the enemy. Enlightenment with genuine understanding begins to shatter the dead sky and the True Light pours in...
Here's a Scripture I never knew existed until last year, 2024:
"Then he said unto them, Go your way, eat the fat, and drink the sweet, and send portions unto them for whom nothing is prepared: for this day is holy unto our Lord: neither be ye sorry; for the joy of the LORD is your strength." Nehemiah 8:10
Sad to say, only 2 of the Hebrew tribes, Judah & Benjamin, got initial benefit of that wisdom. The other 10 tribes were long-gone--over the Caucasus ...
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caucasus_Mountains
Rock on, MizRegina. This clambake is just getting started. The joy of the LORD is your strength.
How good it is to read this from you, Oaf!
Of course I went straight off and listened to "All Summer Long." How could I not love a musical genius who uses the words "summer," "happy" and "good" with abandon?
He must have read Nehemiah. Hope you are under a happy summer sky.
And thank you for reading and responding to my oddball little 'stack.
Regina; This particular iteration of Suffering School landed with me, perhaps more so than any previous one. As I've said to you previously, I enjoy the way you integrate the words and ideas of some of the giants with your own funny and vulnerable insights. Not only that, what you write strikes me as smart, thoughtful, and authentic. Keep writing; I'll keep reading.
Thanks Pat-you are exactly the kind of reader I hope for.