Day 282 Stereotypes are the story of Predictive Programming

When I practice and I am having a problem not producing a sound that is “tight” - so to speak- I have to slow down and feel the space, every bit of it. Sometimes this feels like I can’t do this. Which does not make any sense. And just as the words I wrote suggest, it is me not allowing any sense. I am skimming the surface and not being common sense here.
What would cause such a behavior within myself? A desire? An idea of outcome before practice? A dream of a polished performance before having walked the common sense of the string and the bow? Like I am rushing to a vision instead of simply being here, equal and one, calm, sensing what I am doing in absolute detail?
I was working with this child who was having problems with reading. He would look at a word and under his breath, in a whisper say the word. And then he would speak something aloud completely different. I got to the point where I looked at him and said , “ you say the word under your breath and then you speak something else.” So, I had him breath, become calm, and listen to what he had said under his breath, to even remember what he had said under his breath. It took some patience, because he would have to spend a moment looking back, and then he would say the word. He got better at this. Most of this was simply calming down, becoming quiet. Where was he “rushing off to”?
One time, there was a friend on a computer in the next room, and, as this child said to me, “ He is playing my favorite game.” I thought “ great” we are really going to get something done today. How am I going to keep him here, if in the next room is a temptation he wants to “rush off to.”
The point is that the child was sensing the space and then somehow “jumped” into something else and came up with something other than what is here than what he registered that was equal to what was on the page. And, that he could be brought back to what he had registered through slowing down and being aware of himself indicated awareness not developed.
It is not different within practicing the violin. It is simply a matter of being here in common sense with what is here, the space of what is here.
Wow, this just brought up these dreams I was having just before my husband died. A whole slew of them. I was chasing him, my husband, trying to catch him - so t speak- and I can’t remember why. Do I need to follow my own advice and slow down? They flashed by so fast! It was this sense of chasing something, running and looking for something, and as with this child, the answer is known, right here, to slow down and be common sense of here. It is like we are this and then we move away from this, chasing something.

What if we look at this present system? Does it not promote chasing things? Is it not a program of “ Look at me!” ? Why do we allow all this media that promotes things for us to want?
Is it to keep us away from our own common sense, just as this child who could see the words and speak them under his breath, and then in a normal “ out loud” voice, his “presentation voice” say something completely different?
Is this action from common sense translated into something different like sleep walking in a dream? Is what is spoken the wash of a dream? A fear, an alternate idea as mind, a film of fear? Obviously, there was a form of separation going on here. The process of which was happening right in front of me, is happening right in front of me, with the child and with playing the violin when I am having a hard time “getting” something I am trying to learn, and slowing my self down so i can “ speed myself up” within moving here, being here, communicating here.
It is only when I am wanting, or following a desire in and as an idea that I would be in separation from here, in lack of common sense , here.
Obviously, if money were the means of getting the resources of earth, the products of earth in order to survive, this is creating a system of chasing to get what is needed to survive. And, as I have shown above, we are all chasing, and following ideas of what it means to get money, as what is presented by the media, learned by generations of people, then we are born into a world that teaches us to chase, as this would be a way to control the very common sense of each human, to divert attention away from being here, from using what the human is as life, the very focus of life, away from actually looking and responding and moving with, what is actually, physically here, to blind seeing what is real. I mean, this is criminal, and destructive. It is like taking common sense and diverting it in self interest. So, the few who have control of this are actually in separation from life themselves or this would not be done. Wanting a supposed “them” to change and demanding it, is not going to work. All that can be done is to slow down and be here, in common sense of here. Ironically, it seems like stepping back, but it is not, it is stepping forward into and as life.


Within this, getting frustrated with a child or myself when not moving with what is here, is reacting to the action of separation, which cannot direct back to here. The thing of separation, the emotional/feeling, thought as a distraction taught/accepted and allowed that is a judgement of some experience being a more than, is removing oneself from here. And the starting of this begins in childhood, through being told what to look for ( easter egg hunts- keep the eye locked onto the symbol) and avoiding what is mis-understood. Is the separation one and equal to the fear? The limited values taught are qualities made huge, distorting reality, selective, the predicate of ( to affirm, state, assert something about a subject in a sentence) how to focus, negating what is physically real. This already denying actual self discovery with the tools as the human physical body being able to see what is here. Remember, children are able to learn, and they have no religion, no language, thus what is being accepted and allowed on earth are many varying systems of belief as to what is more than and less than, and none of them have considered the physical as what is real, as equal and one, of the same substance, as life in everything here, despite the fact that practices that work with the earth and the forms of what is here existing as that form functions is symbiotic with earth, maintaining a working system. What is being allowed, in the name of profit is not working.
We have taken all these qualities of life, divided them into cultural role plays, even within each culture, qualities are divided between the sexes, to the point where we make jokes about stereotypes, which means its all predictable, and thus there is no fluid movement in and as life here. It takes all of the qualities as self as life, to move as life here, to be here. This is the gift of life. This is common sense. Thus, all the qualities are not necessarily good or bad, they are simply caged through division, and we have accepted and allowed ourselves to run after the cage, instead of being here, fluid with and as life, a life of non -divisive characters.
What judgements does this child have as separations resonant within that distort what is initially read? What fears as what un-clarified events brought ambiguity - more than one interpretation, meaning the creation of a ‘double meaning” which in essence is a lack of common sense, a separation into selective value directives that are a run from separation/fear? What is creating the constriction within physically ( as this child has a problem with constipation), and the expression of this in the words “ I can’t” as they slump in a chair?
I think of the teenage girls I met in New York, wanting to become models, watching the transformation from a certain individuality into the image and likeness of what a “model” is, something being lost, to become a stereotypical image, flat, limited, behaviors of stereo - type, the broadcast and blueprint voiced in cultural jokes of predictive behavior.
This is a human creation, that can be stopped, through realizing what has been allowed in separating ourselves from the value being life. Such transgressions from life are alive, as thoughts, emotions,and feelings, the judgements as the voice of the selected values masking the separation/fear from self as life, that which is, in common sense, able to be here, and thus direct as life, here, able to see, here, to exist one and equal to and as life, here.
To stop the behavior of running away from ambiguity that is one and the same as chasing one’s own cage of stereo-type, is to stop a system of division into more than and less than as what is the system that provides the needs for a life in dignity, this means taking what is here as the resource to support the profit being life, and to move this on this earth in such a way that all life is cared for, all life is supported equally, to get this world in order and functioning, meaning flourishing, all of it, not just some parts, all of it, every inch of it. Within this, the only choice is to be this, which means to give as one would like to receive, to do what is best for all, to take what supports life and to practice this. Stability, sustainability, security is in equality. This is common sense.

Walk the Desteni I Process Pro and/or Desteni Lite to bring the divisions of self back into equality and oneness with self as life in common sense in and as life here.

Stand and support a system of equality, as Equal Money Capitalism, to get this world existing in dignity, every inch of it.

Day 113 Be Ur Den, the wellspring of belief

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to judge organizing this house as being difficult and too much work for a woman alone to be doing.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that I had to move twice in Europe and both times, I did a lot of this myself as within this I felt that I was alone, all by myself and thus not being helped by anyone where I was full of self pity because I believed that someone should help me, and then I thought I was a good character because I was capable of doing this all by myself.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to think I am a good character, a good wife because I had managed to organize a move all by myself without any help.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that I am the good strong independent woman because I am getting myself in order to move all by myself without any help.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that within this belief that I am good because I am moving all by myself without help, I am actually creating the opposite character of self pity within believing myself to be all alone, where there is the opposite belief that I am alone and having to do all of this all by myself.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that within this “good character “ as the independent woman, I am not here being practical with what is simply going on, that a house needs to be packed up, cleaned up, organized and then moved, and that is all, there need be no judgement as what I am within the process of moving.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand the extent in which I am conditioned to believe that moving from a house should have the presence of a man to help with the move, where, yes this should shorten the process, yet in the end the same actions must be taken, and thus it makes no difference whether it is one alone or two, moving is still the same.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that I must fit some image to exist here, otherwise there is something “wrong” with me.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that I am existing as a play of characters, as the devil and the angel on my shoulder, enacting both sides of the belief in and as my mind, as judgement, where I was not taught to self direct in common sense, but was told a story - filled/developed with images- as to what should be and what should not be as a picture, and not the practical application of myself here in and as this physical world and what it means to be here in common sense.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to allow these competing characters to judge one another as who I am within the moment of allowing the mind to place a story based on limited and accepted relationships of what life should be, this “should” in itself a separation from life here, as the image and likeness of what a woman or a man should or should not be instead of what is physically actually, practically here.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see that in being a desire I am separate from what is physically, practically here in common sense, as a desire indicates that something is wanted and thus that something is missing, when in fact life is here, a physical world that has no stamp of ownership, and it is only the ideas, beliefs and opinions as criticism of what is lacking or needed or not doable that are the separations from what is here, creating a belief that something is desired, when were we to live in common sense in and as respect and consideration for what is, is physically here, able to provide for all life, as all that is here is life, then there would be no desires, no wants, no needs as all that is here would be interacting and expanding and sharing and learning how and what we are as the substance of life as what we are all one and equal to, thus would this world be an expression in and as awareness and expansion within this, self directed, self honest, giving as one would like to receive as this is the value, yet we have become characters incessantly polishing our images based on limited ideas, beliefs and opinions, propagated by our own fear of self honesty manifest as a system of inequality , held together by images as memories in abdication of life.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that I am allowing and accepting myself to judge myself based on values given to the image of what I am within a system of division, as a female.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to exist as a desire in and as my mind to have someone to hold my hand and validate my actions.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that I am creating a play out of characters based on beliefs and opinions in separation from physical actual life, causing self judgement, self pity, allowing myself to carry around a burden , the be-ur den of what was believed by the den, as mind, of my parents and those who are the well spring of what dictates I accept and allow in and as my mind here.

I commit myself to breathing here, without rushing and judging myself for what has been done, or not done, and how this is done, and instead simply walk what needs to be done, getting things done every day until it is done.

I commit myself to stopping the characters of the mind from weaving endless polarities of judgement based on an image as the divisions of men bordered in by belief, opinion and idea in separation from life here, from what is actually physically here in common sense.

I commit myself to breathing and enjoying what is here, as what is here is one and equal to me, and thus within this principle of oneness and equality I move as myself as life, communicating with what is here as being one and equal to me.

I commit myself to realizing that I can only practically walk what is right here in front of me, and that what is right here in front of me, as me, as this physical world communicates with me in common sense, it is only myself as mind that divides within borders of belief as knowledge and information.

I commit myself to realizing that many are walking in and as the outplay of the voices in their heads not realizing their own separations and thus are unable to see what is physically real here, and are caught up in feeding the act of polishing their characters within fear of survival in and as a belief in lack, in fear of facing what has been accepted and allowed my man, as this would mean stepping out of complacency, as what exists on this earth within competition, ownership, survival, profit instead of the principle of oneness and equality, communing with and as life, as what we are.

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Day 83 Feeling I have too much to do.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to abuse the waters of my human physical body, to compose ideas opinions and beliefs in and as memories of how I should look and be, which manifest as emotions and feeling in separation from what is actually physically here, a me moralizing within limited insights of this physical world, turning myself into a light bulb of ideas that are inconsiderate of all life on this planet, where I am the judge of what is more than and less than, forgetting that I am of the same substance as all that is here as earth.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to to dream, to spin, to exist as, memories based on ideas of how I should look, of how I am supposed to respond and support emotions and feelings in others, of how I am supposed to take care of myself as my immediate physical existence, where I consider only my own immediate circle without understanding of this physical world, as I have not been taught to direct myself as my physical, within and as this physical world, in equality with this physical world, but to imitate the values and images that are rampant on this earth in and as the entertainment presented within a system of survival that is the creation of lack to create fear for survival, created and imposed as what is real by those few who benefit from getting the view from the top of the pyramid, where they themselves are no longer on this earth, and thus become an all seeing eye to survive, which in being an all seeing eye they themselves are not life, but in a state of perpetual defense which is manifested as war on this earth.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to be so angry about all this that I wonder off into talking about the world and move away from cleaning up the emotions and feelings, as my own accepted and allowed separations, which must be done to enable me to walk through the valley of this shadowy earth with a clarity of myself as what is real, life, where no emotion and feeling and thought exists, as this is my indicators of separation from myself as life.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to feel overwhelmed with organizing myself.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to feel like I am juggling too many things, where the juggling become a burden and knot as I crash and fall in emotion.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not realize that I can only do things one step at a time, and that within this I bring myself here one and equal to what is real, this physical world.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that walking this is a burden.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to be the character of “ I have too much to do.”

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to allow this idea of “ I have too much to do” to become an emotion of self pity as I start to compare myself to what I have been taught is how I should be, where I go into the whole “ how i am supposed to be as an image as a woman within a system where women need men, when what needs be done has nothing to do with this entertaining romantic ideology as what is supposed to be imposed as belief onto what I am actually as life here in this moment being here.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not realize that in wanting and believing myself to need this emotion of romance, to have the qualities of what I believe I lack as a female, to move within my world, I am comparing myself to an idea, and thus eliminating my own expression and the joy of myself as life here, in abdication of myself as life into and as idea and belief of how I should appear, taking on moralities in separation from this physical, actual, real world.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to create a movie in and as my mind where I turn all my worries and fears, my wants and desires into and as a cast of characters all interacting with one another and playing a crying role only of what they are, instead of bringing this all back to self as pointing out to each character that they are me in separation from myself and that divided we fall, united we stand  and that we are all equal and one, acting in fear, becoming separate from life from here, allowing an emotional storm, the personification of separation and thus a cast of characters defending their own wants, needs and desires, a war as a protection defense mechanism as the drama in and as what I allow myself to exist as.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not realize that my feeling of being overwhelmed is my self not looking at what is physical actually here.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that my feeling of being overwhelmed is my self wanting to fulfill an image.

I forgive myself for  allowing and accepting myself to believe there is something I must achieve.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that it is in the being of myself here, that within and as the directiveness of myself here as breath is where I can take a step.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to maintain myself within and as breath here, in every moment.

I commit myself to stopping and breathing in each moment to begin to sense anxiety, realizing that my anxiety of myself  is feeling I am unable to deal with this physical world.

I commit myself to remaining in and as breath, to bring myself here, to notice and forgive all thoughts, emotions and feelings, as the smoke screen, as the movie in and as my mind, that is the separation from myself here as life.

I commit myself to breathing, to seeing the defenses I accept and allow to push away anything that does not fit into my me morality as what was learned to accept or reject as I judge what is here based on moralities of class and culture, race and faith, where I do not see the physical reality of what is here.

I commit myself to breath, to living and being thankful through an action of accepting what is here as the physical world, with which I am one and equal, and remaining within and as breath, to bring all characters back to life as life.

I commit myself to slowing myself down in and as breath when ever anxiety as feeling overwhelmed, emoting overwhelmedness  becomes myself as mind here.

I commit myself to becoming one and equal in and as breath, here.

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