Are you operating at the speed of slug? If you have a headache, or you don’t want to get out of bed, or everything just is plain wonky with your body, have you considered that you may be buying in to this realities point of view that everything takes it its time? Well perhaps you want to ask that question; “Am I operating at speed of slug?”
You see you are actually like a V12 Jaguar and you think that you are a beat up old VW on its last legs. That’s how this reality operates. When ever you start to shine like the highly buffed finished on a Jag and start moving at speeds that just scare the living bejesus out of people, along comes slug and shits on your paint work and tries to slow you down.
I got up today after week of yuck and today I had a mammoth size head ache. In this reality when you have a week like that what do people say to you, “You are doing too much, slow down, your body needs a rest.” Hell I don’t even have anybody around me like that and I was still buying that idea. I felt like a slug and didn’t want to do anything.
Then I asked “Hang on a minute is this mine, my body’s or somebody elses?” Not mine. Not my body’s. Ok, so I got up and started to move like the Jaguar and and revved up my engine and headache gone.
What are you going to choose, slug or Jaguar?
What if you never bought the speed of slug again and never listened to anybody’s point of view?