packing my bag for a couple of days in seattle, i open up my supplements drawer in the kitchen and take out some bach flower remedies. i have quite a collection, but typically use the same 4-6 on and off, as needed. today i was drawn to one i have rarely used: beech.
beech "helps you to be more tolerant and see the positive in others despite their imperfections." i wondered if i needed a little dose of this. so i figured i'd test it out. but i couldn't open it. i knew i could with pliers. but i decided to take it as a sign: i'm already plenty tolerant and see the positive in others despite their imperfections. in fact, maybe i'm too tolerant-- is that even possible? see? i'm so tolerant that intolerance seems foreign to me, although i suspect that intolerance is a healthy response at times. and, actually, now that i think about it, yes, i am capable of intolerance. it's just that there are some things/people/situations in the grey fuzzy area of "to tolerate or not to tolerate?"
so, perhaps i'd be better off with some agrimony, which "helps you communicate your true feelings rather than hide behind a cheerful face." do i do that? hide behind a cheerful face? probably not. i used to hide behind an uncheerful face. is that a word? but now i wonder if i ever hide behind a cheerful face. probably not. hiding's not my style. at least not consciously. and so if it's not consciously, is it authentic cheerfulness or tolerance and not hiding at all? is it just the mind and the story that develops later that bring out the so-called "true" repressed or suppressed feelings? hmmmmmm......
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