Changing Patterns

We are what we tell ourselves we are. For a long time I've told myself I'm abused, beaten, sick with chronic this and painful that, confused, misunderstood...you get the picture.

 It's time to change the inner repeating message that runs through my mind day in and day out. I searched for a song I could play, over and over, on the automatically repeating and constantly playing tape recorder in my head. I found it.

 A song, prayer, a message of hope and love. The St. Francis prayer. My favorite version is sung by Angelina. I play it every morning and a dozen times throughout the day. It takes me awhile to memorize all the words. The words scroll across a "screen" in my head, like a teleprompter.

  I'm changing what I tell myself. I listen to songs instead of old, worn out, negative messages. I'm learning:)

This picture is a photo of the Manistee channel near where I live.