A few days ago while driving out to Hawkscry through the Sandy Mush Valley the following simple thought popped into my head: Feed your angels. Starve your demons.
This idea resolved perfectly an internal argument I had been having about battling negative thought patterns that reap so much havoc in my life. Somehow, I knew the idea of actually battling these forces was not the right approach; in my experience the energy used to fight was more likely to increase the negative pattern rather than extinguish it since it often involved some form of suppression. The idea of starving rather than battling demons means depriving them of their essential nourishment; attention. This is not quite the same thing as ignoring them. And it is not suppression. It is more an act of compassion, perhaps a psychic nod to the existence of imperfection ( a little bow of gratitude for the opportunity to consciously choose a brighter path) but also an acknowledgement that humans are a work in progress and that what we most need is to know that we are worthy of love in spite of our imperfections. So we do a little bow of recognition and then gently turn to feed our angels with what they need most; attention. I think my angels have gotten rather thin in fact. Demons are attention hogs! They can never get enough. They feast on judgement, fear, doubt, self loathing, hate, jealousy, boredom, anger, to name a few. Angels, on the otherhand feast on love or more exactly anything that does not have judgement, fear, doubt, self loathing, hate, jealousy, boredom, or anger, listed in the ingredients. They especially relish gratitude, kindness and generosity. This year I will take more care to feed my angels with what they need.
