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Invisibility.



I experienced de ja vu again.  

The feeling of being in my right mind feels different today.  I remember how it used to feel.  Heavy. 

I like how being in my right mind feels more and more today.  Freer.  Freer feels like more room for random thoughts.  I am a person who enjoys surprises, and I am enjoying the presence of my very own thoughts when they arrive.  

My thoughts are good to me.  

Most of my very own thoughts feel like they have been at sail for a while and just float in.  I might be thinking about the steps in a recipe and something different arrives.  I know it is a thought belonging to me because it is completely random and apart from what I am presently attending to, but I feel connected to it.  My thoughts are not strangers; they may feel brand new to me, but I am familiar with them.  

I had a thought visit me last week, and I wrote it down in my pocket jot-thought journal…  “Emotional intelligence is an invisible intelligence.”  As soon as I dated it, I thought to myself: I have written this thought before.  I didn’t bother to go back and see, I just had a strange feeling it was more familiar to me than the present date.  And as I was giving my thought some patience to anchor, it completed itself.  

There’s one question asked out there often, and that’s: If you could possess a superpower, what superpower would you choose?  One of the most frequent answers is: to be invisible.

Emotional intelligence is like a real superpower of invisibility.  You can remain unseen yet see total reality. #completethought 


I have also referred to my thoughts as a train, and when it feels completed - it has arrived to the Train of Thought Depot. 

Sometimes my very own thoughts help me explain the most goofy recurring phenomenas I encounter.  For example, I am walking with self-awareness through the aisles of a store, how invisible I can feel to other patrons is simply related to how emotionally intelligent I am. #theonlylogicalexplanation

One way I define myself as emotionally intelligent is it is easy to recognize this kind of intelligence in another present with me, and it is challenging to nurture this kind of intelligence in another. 

I remember being present with another one day.  The person who received my response described it: I feel like I just learned a new language. 

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