Once again I heard this while driving, on my favorite source CBC radio, another 10 word sentence that got into my brain and began to take root there. Because words get in my head and won't leave until I talk/write about them I though I should do that right away.
For me Pride is such a two headed emotion. The good side of pride gets me out of bed, into the shower, out to get my hair done and good things like that. It also gets in my way, makes me trip over it, sometimes injuring myself quite badly. With me what usually happens is fear says I can't and pride says I won't.
Asking for help, telling you what you are doing or saying is hurting/frightening me, are just a couple of things that pride inerferes with. Saying I am sorry or wrong are other things that pride interferes with. When I say I am sorry, it is admitting I made a mistake, and admitting I made made a mistake leaves me in a vulnerable position. Sometimes I carry this pain for a long, long time. But I don't carry it nearly as long as I used to. Swallowing my pride, or better yet spitting out my truths, is sometimes a scary thing, yet it is like a really bad electrical storm; after it is over the air around me is so fresh and clean.
Afternoon Thoughts
Saturday, March 10th, 2012..........3:22p.m.
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