Oneness with your own thoughts is often minimally accessible. Your oneness is evident in quiet places that are away from ordinary schedules. What's good for me is an environment usually surrounded by nature. This space is acquired by voluntary or unfortunately involuntary circumstances, but you'll realize that your thinking is pure, without the baggage of fear and complacency.
It's necessary to say that it's difficult to achieve uninterrupted focus when others are present. Such as, but not limited to, the co-worker with relationship issues, a friend who doesn't listen very well or a distracted boyfriend. Yet it's essential to achieve this focus for significant progress. Where do you go? And do you think it's wrong to listen to your own voice?
Being alone in the comfort of your own space, takes you away from life's clutter, it creates distance between you and the noisy scene of other's territory. A place to sense your own heart beat allowing your truth to take possession. If you don't visit this place regularly the patterns of others will take hold of your life, blurring your vision. It's important to realize that your mission is important, it establishes an existence that is meaningful to you.
It's how the things in boxes get sorted, one item after another finds it's proper place in your life. This box of things that follow you day after day waiting for recognition, the books, letters, old greeting cards sit waiting. Imagine them sitting in time-out unmoved, unused, unable to assist or deter thoughts. Like a tree branch that has fallen to the ground waiting for someone to pick it up and decide its fate. When something has your inner voice trapped you can't interact with destiny. It's deemed untouchable. So now I ask, where can you find this place of solitude?
I find it in ink and paper, my true friend, undiluted by others, a place that I sort out my boxes. With only my personal content to fill it's volume. It allows my thoughts a chance to get out into the open where I can challenge them: thus removing the barriers that seem to separate me from progress.
xoxo
