These days, I think about you, my fellow blogvillians. I think I mentioned it before, about how I don’t have to be accountable to many. But now that I’ve met you, I feel more accountable. My therapist the past few months has been an intern. Interns rock because they have all this hope and belief that there just may be a chance for you to escape insanity.
They have fun things like sand boxes and hand you print outs of stuff you said you were interested in. The lady before my current therapist retired. I think I may have sent her there…just kidding.
But that being said, she wasn’t really all in the game. So, as my new therapist said the other day, I became my own therapist. I was showing her the Dapper Manual and Dapper Inspiration books.
Dapper Soldiers, please start a Dapper Inspiration book yesterday. A Dapper Inspiration book is a notebook, or pieces of paper if you don’t have a notebook. You cut out images, articles, quotes that move you and glue, tape, staple…adhere to said paper. Then, overtime you’ve amassed this reference book, tailored just for YOU!
I bought a hefty stack of Oprah magazines from the thrift store for $0.25 each. Great magazine for positive quotes and inspiration.
It’s not all chick stuff either, guys. Inspiration and introspection is not just a female role but a male’s as well. Some local native cultures believe that the man has to develop the female side, as the female must develop the male. Yin yang basically. We should have a good balance to be the most successful in life.
I now have, honestly, 4 Dapper Inspiration books. They’re categorized, of course. Stuff on camping here, sustainability here, self-betterment here. When I find new things to add to the area, sometimes I go thru said category and cover up the info/thing I have already obtained. There’s always a parking space, in the books and in the world.
That’s the beauty of it. You’re mind can’t distinguish between if something is real or not, it only knows emotions. And lucky for us, we’ve got some powerful emotions.
Try this. Shut your eyes. Ok, wait, that won’t work. When you finish reading this, close you’re eyes. Lift your lips up into a slight, Mona Lisa-esque smile. Sit up straight. Take ten of those deep breaths that woosh air into every nook and cranny of you’re shell. And begin to see what it is you are currently in need/desire of.
But see it all the way thru. Is it a nice piece of fruit? A strawberry just perfectly ripe? Taste it then. Feel the sensations. Be totally there, eating that perfectly plump juicy ripe berry. I miss strawberries.
But for you, maybe it’s a car, a lover, a trillion dollars or ten dollars. Whatever it may be, do some dapper dreaming and experience that which you seek in all of its fullest and deepest dimensions. And build your dapper inspiration manual, yesterday.
Until we meet again, my dear Blogvillians,