“I don’t want anyone renting space in my head!” Dick stated vehemently.
Are we talking crazy? Mentally ill?
Actually, no. He was a really smart guy talking about all those accumulated negative messages that we seem to gather over the years.
“I’m still carrying my mother from age 5 yelling at me about tracking snow into the house," he continued.
"Okay, she’s not talking about snow anymore, just about me being a slob.”
“And then there’s that 5th grade teacher telling me I’m being lazy…”
Interesting that none of those voices are telling him what a wonderful, smart, caring guy he is, isn’t it?
What do ya say? Whose voices are you allowing to rent space in your head?
Tomorrow: Housecleaning!
Tomorrow: Housecleaning!
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