The trip

This morning I was trying to get out of a door with a cloths hanger that was to big for myself and it and I feel over, it hurt as I lay on the floor shouting in pain pip (one of my dogs) came over investigate I could see she wasn’t that bothered I was on the floor in pain so I made the decision to be loader lol and she just carried on, after the extra fake bit of cry for pip I thought well I’ve obviously haven’t hurt myself to badly the thought I was on my own did worry me slightly because if I had what would I do, anyway I got up to the sitting position and saw I’d grazed my right foot and left knee which was a bit more than I’d expected, so I got up and just carried on, but 10 minutes later I felt amazing it was like the whole accident gave me a lift in the physical a boost of energy I felt great healthy vibrant, and I saw falling over wasn’t a bad thing at all, was just a state of mind at the time, and that it actually made me feel better 🙂

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting the belief that if I created more noise more fuss pip might come over and make fuss of me and even look worried about me on the floor so I could get attention I felt I need and want from somebody as I was in the belief of poor me I feel over.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting the thoughts of fear come up that I’m on my own and nobody can help what will I do, this was my fear my creation of feeling sorry for myself being on my own and not and not liking being on my own, and where I could use oh poor me, to make myself feel sorry for myself.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting the belief that and accident is never good without taking into consideration it might not be at all, and that it might actually be what I need at that moment of time.