.... there I am, working on my centered... filling my soul.... getting my whatever in line....
My thoughts on what fills the emptiness...
What fills the glass?
Sure enough... My mentally ill father... the partial source of my struggles in my head.... Decides to Try and upload some drama. His inner child desiring what I am getting... his destructive tendencies getting the best of him... overwhelming his cup... instead of emptying his glass... his solution is to try and fill mine.
My thoughts on what fills the emptiness...
What fills the glass?
Sure enough... My mentally ill father... the partial source of my struggles in my head.... Decides to Try and upload some drama. His inner child desiring what I am getting... his destructive tendencies getting the best of him... overwhelming his cup... instead of emptying his glass... his solution is to try and fill mine.
So... I let it spill. Of course he gets angry... I mock.... but my glass is not for you to fill.
The drama happens... it's ok. It's my relation to the suffering. I'm good with his spilt liquid.
Empty the glass, be careful of what re-fills it. All maner of Unpleasantness will seek to enter one's open space, clear head, empty mind.
Now how to fill it with Bliss/Joy... happiness.
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