I have been noticing a strong reluctance from people. They don’t want to find out the truth about themselves.
There is, there are signals that you are not in perfect alignment with who you would need to be to be happy, to be fulfilled, to be healthy, vigorous, the world is my oyster kind of guy or gal.
And you hate it, because it niggles away on you, like the thought of getting a C diagnosis from a doctor, the diagnosis of almost certain death.
So you procrastinate. Continue reading “Reluctance to find out the truth about themselves.”
