Over and over and over again

[Storm.3.1.14]

  Look at this box of crayons…

  

  Now, imagine that someone   suffers from   the irresistible urge to eat one of these sticks every hour. Imagine that they are  hooked on chewing colored wax.   Addicted to eating crayons, paper label and all. Imagine that they wake up and   hungrily obey the yearning to eat the yellow and green ones. Then, while driving to work, they   ache with the craving to eat the blue one. At lunch, they   greedily   gobble up the orange one. After dinner at home, it’s the red and black ones…and then the white and purple and sienna and umber and periwinkle.

  Every day, an entire box of crayons chewed up. Mouthfuls of greasy goop, all day long, every hour.

  And it feels like they can’t stop.

  Imagine now that it’s all medically harmless and safe - the wax and dyes and paper and ink. 

  Still, though,   it’s mentally and emotionally hurtful to be trapped, and they…  know…it.

  Now, imagine how   enlightening it would be for that person to   get help and support. How   empowering it would be for them to   unravel the compulsion, and to   choose better behaviors. Imagine how  liberating it would be for that addicted person  to be rid of such a repetitive impulse. 

  When we quit smoking, we express how relieved we are to be physically free from the chemicals and poisons and tar in cigarettes. But, put all that aside, momentarily, as I ask you to take time today to think about how   rewarding it is  /will be to   break the obsessive cycle of smoking, the   robotic ritual, the   mindless monotony of using cigarettes. 

   To be spiritually unchained from the habit and the reflex.

  That’s a powerfully uplifting kind of freedom, and it is ours to have!

   STORM:220