Heart of Dixie says . . . Now, how can I make that happen?
I was a the chiropractor’s office today (working on that pain in the neck), and I saw a sign he had hanging on the wall. It said, “Nothing is stronger than a made-up mind.”
Now, I don’t know if it was intended as a reminder to be open minded to letting alternative forms of medicine heal our bodies or if it was meant as some other form of inspiration. But I thought about it and about this last pair of jeans that I can fit into before getting down the fat box for real. I need a made-up mind.
I suppose all addictions need made-up minds. They need something else, too, though. Ever heard of a dry drunk? That’s just a drunk with a made-up mind and no internal changes. Many times he or she is much worse than the actual drunk. Is this why I lose weight and gain it and lose it and gain it? Is it because I don’t have a made up mind or because I have one for a time but that’s all it was. A human mind.
I ponder all of these things having eaten an old and not very satisfying brownie and while snacking on cheese its. Clearly, I have neither a made-up mind nor a spiritual truth on which to base this decision. Something I do have a collection of little black dresses in sizes 8, 10, 12, and 14. I have pants & skirts in 6, 8, 10, and 14. I am a woman of many minds.
I don’t think the made up mind is the ending and the answer. Nor do I believe it to be the ultimate in strength, but I do believe it is a good place to begin. I wonder how one achieved this esoteric goal or if it comes along with the “doing” of something.