Fragmented humans can make you feel uncomfortable in their presence. They can project their lack of harmony and wholeness your way, and if this is not keenly seen, it can drain your energy. They can, if you are not cautious, make you feel inadequate, unintelligent, and full of faults. These fragmented human beings often project their fragmentation onto you (because it makes them feel more powerful, more supreme). But that is not supremacy, it is an illusion and is child’s play. Distancing yourself from such people, both physically and emotionally, may be the wisest option. Otherwise, you may depend on them… and they can drain you of your dignity and spiritual energy if you let them. Often, standing alone is the wisest option, the best course of action. Or one may exist near them without letting their toxicity penetrate, without allowing their shallow words to penetrate into (and “as”) your inner core. Toxic reactions projected at a truly wise man (or woman) do not turn him (or her) out to be broken.
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Indeed! Awesome work always! God Bless ❤️💯🙏
Thank you, M.T.! Take care, my friend. 😊
You’re very welcome Tom! #GoodWorks
Beautiful flower
Thank you, but it is what was written that is important. 😉
Well, that was my former boss Tom and part of the reason I had to retire – I just could not take it anymore. He was a malcontent about everything and it was like he wanted to draw you into the muck and mire of his moods. He once came into work and said “I had a fight with my wife so I’ll just shut your office door and your light and pretend you’re not here.” Stupid! So I shut off my computer and said “you needn’t pretend, I’ll just go home.” That was on a Wednesday and I didn’t return until Monday. My mom said “he’s likely packed all your belongings – good, find a job where you are appreciated.” But, no – he didn’t do that, but didn’t apologize either and acted like nothing had happened. Crazy. The flower is gorgeous – Lily or Iris, I am not sure. The bugs do not care, they are there for the pollen.
It’s a Stella Day Lily. It’s good that you got away from your mentally unstable so-called boss. My father was a huge negative factor (in my early life as a child and as a teenager). He would engage in a lot of gaslighting and would often call me an ignoramous-first-class and other such things. He deflated my self-esteem so much that, for a long time, i could not ask girls out on a date. I had such a poor self-concept of myself. My parents would often fight horribly. It got so bad that, though knowing nothing about the silence of meditation, i would just stop thinking; thinking was too much to bear in such a toxic environment. In a way, it (after all) turned out to be a blessing in disguise… because it helped me to go beyond the run-of-the-mill, second-hand behaviors.
Sometimes, the darkest dirt grows the most dynamic flowers.
I’m sorry you had to live with those conditions Tom … I should never have stayed as long as I did. You did not have a choice until you were old enough to leave and be on your own. My father paid for my college education and then when I couldn’t find a job in that field, but I still worked, he constantly threw it up to me that he could have bought himself a T-bird and my mom a sable coat (something she would not have wanted). I like that quote and yes, like the song says “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.” A Stella Day Lily – I didn’t know, although I once had yellow lilies so I should have recognized it.