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It is snowing heavily and steadily in Syracuse where I live. Right now. I just took out the garbage, and the snow is almost knee-deep. The mind goes, instantly, without any pausing, thinking, or consideration, the mind goes to doom.
Depending on your soul correction, it will say something like: I won’t be allowed to go out, My car won’t start, I’ll have an accident, I’ll die, I have to move somewhere where there is no snow…
What it rarely says: so what? Big deal.
Why? Because the mind, egomind really, is anchored to doom. Some doom that seems unavoidable for the egomind. Continue reading “What is the next step after I pull your anchor to doom?”