We talk to ourselves everyday, all day (and night) for the whole of our lives.
We started talking to ourselves before we knew we were a self, we forget what we said because we forget everything from before...when we were too young and busy developing our brain to remember those early years.
There is still lingering residue of long forgotten conversations I have had with myself as a toddler sitting around in the crevices...sloughing off occasionally into words I tell myself still.
We talk non-stop, and not just with dialogue. Our goosebumps communicate to us, our tingly feelings, our neurons, our peripheal vision. They are all submitting data into our self and expecting us to react, respond or all to often, expecting what they are sending us will be ignored.
After all that talking, you'd think we'd know what we think about most things, but occasionally we are stumped. Unless we stop what we are doing and really concentrate sometimes that voice(s) get drowned out. After listening for a while, we are jolted by the pain we are in. By the cirsumstances that our body and voice was trying to warn us about but we just weren't hearing.
I have been thinking about how sometimes I listen to others more than all the information my own body is telling me put together. Why is that? Who do I trust more and why? Who is talking in my ear? Overriding what I know.
I think how we talk to ourselves and why we do or don't listen to the answers tells us so much about what we need to know about ourselves.
We talk non-stop, and not just with dialogue. Our goosebumps communicate to us, our tingly feelings, our neurons, our peripheal vision. They are all submitting data into our self and expecting us to react, respond or all to often, expecting what they are sending us will be ignored.
After all that talking, you'd think we'd know what we think about most things, but occasionally we are stumped. Unless we stop what we are doing and really concentrate sometimes that voice(s) get drowned out. After listening for a while, we are jolted by the pain we are in. By the cirsumstances that our body and voice was trying to warn us about but we just weren't hearing.
I have been thinking about how sometimes I listen to others more than all the information my own body is telling me put together. Why is that? Who do I trust more and why? Who is talking in my ear? Overriding what I know.
I think how we talk to ourselves and why we do or don't listen to the answers tells us so much about what we need to know about ourselves.
so true; love ❤️🔥
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