Focused Attention

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Focused Attention

“I am determined to see with love.”

This is what I tell my mind when it is running into dark alleys.

“I surrender to the joy of the universe.”

But my mind would rather hide in garbage, frantically

sorting, organizing, and obsessing over problems it can’t solve.

“Everything is always working out for me.”

That is what I tell my mind as it’s reminding me I am

responsible for the happiness of others; I am

responsible for alleviating suffering and there is

endless suffering outside of my door.

This is what I tell my mind when it decides I should

stay under the sheets with the blinds drawn because

who knows what the sunny day will bring.

“No, I will not listen to you mind.

I am determined to see with love.

I surrender to the joy of the universe.

Everything is always working out for me.

I focus my attention on love and I accept miracles.”

This law of attraction BS is what I repeat to get my mind in shape.

I make the affirmations a bulletproof vest, a helmet, a shield,

but people are starving.

“I am determined to see with love.”

People are being raped and murdered.

“I surrender to the joy of the universe.”

Multiple Sclerosis is a leading neurological disease in youth.

“Everything is always working out for me.”

I am a selfish, privileged, piece of garbage.

“I focus my attention on love.”

I will never amount to the expectations I have for

myself because I’ve placed them in another galaxy,

far, far away,

“I accept miracles. I accept miracles, I accept miracles.”

I focus on transforming the empathetic creature inside of me.

I focus on morphing her into a boxing queen,

who will defend herself against anyone who attacks

her with violence,

who will stop listening to the violent tapes set in my

mind on repeat,

and who will simultaneously hold her arms wide open

like a newborn child to every ounce of love.

And I guess it is a miracle that I am alive,

that any of us are alive,

and that all of us can choose

what we tell our minds to focus on.

Love always,

Danielle Mallett

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