The Emotional Sandwich

OK, so I’m waiting for the chance to talk to my guardian angel. He’s given me the gift of this time to write. Here goes.

I’ve been crying unexpectedly and inexplicably over the past few days. All of the sudden. Inexplicable because these things can’t be explained, you see. They are emotions, and...

Emotion = Energy + Thought

I can share with you my thoughts about the Why behind the tears, but I can’t share with you the Energy. See, it’s “my thoughts” and “the Energy”.

That’s where we go wrong. We allow ourselves to believe* that the thoughts are OURS and that the energy isn’t.

The opposite is true. And the opposite of that is also true…a divine paradox.

These thoughts are not MINE. They just come...they’re just passing by. Like the smell of a garbage truck driving through a city.

The energy - now THAT’s mine. That comes from within me. But. It’s triggered by those thoughts. Those mental intruders who ride the fumes of refuse.

Thought.
Energy.
Thought.

The emotional sandwich.

I can eat it for lunch. I can eat it for a snack. Breakfast. Dinner. Dessert. Midnight snack, too. While sitting in my favorite chair. While holding my baby girl in my arms. It’s late, but maybe one more sandwich, you know, to soak up the alcohol. And one for comfort. How about one “just ‘cuz." I guess I’m hooked - so far gone that I might as well have another. And another. And another…sickness, tragedy, negativity, unending, inevitable.

Thought.
Energy.
Thought.

Where can I get my next one? Maybe I can sneak off into a corner for another. Got an errand to run...EXCELLENT - I can enjoy a delicious emotional sandwich along the way.

Car.
Thought.
Energy.
Thought.

Store.
Thought.
Energy.
Thought.

Browse.
Thought.
Energy.
Thought.

Pay.
Thought.
Energy.
Thought.

Car.
Thought.
Energy.
Thought.

Home.
Thought.
Energy.
Thought.

Who am I? What have I been doing? What time is it? Who are my friends? Where did that little kid I used to be bugger off to? How did it become winter already?

I’m so lonely...at least I have these sandwiches.

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* Thoughts that ARE yours are known as Beliefs (well, at least, you think they are yours).

These "identity thoughts" add great stickiness to the emotional sandwich...it makes them go straight to your hips. The energy wrapped up in beliefs has no other place to go. Not until you can let go of the thoughts.

That's what coaches help you do…explore these thoughts until you realize that they are just thoughts…and like the garbage truck in the city…they are not yours.

With their release, comes a release of energy. This energy, you can now use to work off all those sandwiches.

The Source

The source is the opposite of the beginning. The beginning is eternal and always happening, and you can never see the end because you can only see the beginning. The beginning is everywhere around us and we can't look anywhere without seeing the beginning.

The source is different. The source is at the center of the core of the earth and is one small, infinitesimal point...but that point is also cut in half and then cut in half again and then again and again again again again again again...forever.

The source has become so concentrated that is not visible, it is not material, it is not logical, it simply is. You can't see it and yet the entire universe is contained within it.

That's where the Big Bang came from – look what that created.

Where is your source?

When was its Big Bang?

What will it create?

Who will help you find it?