Showing posts with label emotional storm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label emotional storm. Show all posts

Thursday, April 27, 2017

What is Draining the Swamp ? Day 752

I had a conversation within someone where the ‘ math’ or equation as words contained value judgements as ideas, beliefs and opinions. Myself, though not emotionally reactive to a large degree, found myself rushing to answer to ideas brought forward. It is about, for me at the moment, bringing things down to practical basics, or, down to real time, on a physical planet, down to the ground, to the simple.

It is when things are voiced again, as though being brought forward as a truth, lacking details of the basics as to what we human beings are, and how we accumulated what we practice in thought, word and deed,  that I sense within me a rushing, which is a fear, as a drive to be correct or right. In this I lose my own perspective, and begin to drive, to combat, to force, to beg. 

I noticed that my shoulders come forward as though they are a protective border for my chest, as though I sink in my chest, thrust out my arms in a behavior of expecting a blow. IT is as though the ‘ blow’ of something, already happened. It is as though, the words or behaviors which are a collection of words, reflecting ideas, opinions and beliefs, based on a past, on an environment, where the words also reveal wants and needs in relation to fulfilling ideas, and beliefs and opinions, to make such correct, or dominant, towards a goal that is in itself, lacking consideration of all things, of the basic starting point of being a physical being on a physical planet. Instead, a layer of ideology, lacking practical consideration, is what is projected, personified, self defining, becoming a self interest elevated from the practical, this in itself lacking in any real sustainability, thus the nature of it, is, as energy, unsustainable, uncertain, and therefor, this has a forcing that is justification, because one has to get this out fast, in a way, before it is exposed, revealed, seen for what it is as what a justification hides. An emotional firewall of distraction, in protection of what?  

With the way I hold my shoulders, there is an underlying belief, that I am constantly in combat, as such movements of self preservation as personality, are the way things are. I must brace myself for the storm. It is so interesting, how what we practice, as what we believe, accumulates into physical behaviors, where I, as a reference, realize that I practiced this fear, this protection and defense, based on expectation as a judgement, that I am constantly being bombarded with stories of information lacking practical grounding in reality, ( as I am/was the same as what I speak of)  and that I must brace myself for this. I was so busy with this that I did not realize that which I did, that which I accepted, that which I then practiced, based on a belief, again and again and again, until this became so automated and embedded into my flesh, that it took time within slowing down and breathing, getting out and working through this, until I began to notice myself own self accepted constructions automated into my very flesh, determining my starting point, even when I realized this, slowed down listened to the words of others - all based in the same manner yet of differing measure - that I began to see where the process of synchronizing all of this, within and without, revealed how much I was doing that which I was unaware of, it had become such a habit. And, to note, that I feel like I am having deja vu, in this moment, because I have been here before, realizing the depth of my own deception in the construction of my own personification, of ideas, beliefs and opinions. 

How, on the one hand, within learning a musical instrument, I could see what the accumulation of my actions allowed, and moved into a flow, that I could them become automated in, to the degree where I actually lost control, and then had to reintegrate my movements with presence, and yet, not see this in who and what I am as a living human being on a physical planet? The simplicity with which manipulation is achieved, is astounding. Chaos, is done through limitation. That limitation separates from a natural awareness, as evident in the fact that children are not born with the dogma of religion or politics. And at this point in history, we can see that the religions and politics we allow on this planet, are not grounded in practical applications that consider all things and only take that which does no harm, which, to note, would mean that ensuring no harm means really taking the time to understand things, practically. Our religions and political systems tout themselves as lending morality, which if they need to tout this, it begs the question as to why? Because having to say something in a separate context, means that it is no longer self evident- which is a red flag in itself. A real morality, would be an honesty about the practical, giving as one would receive, which means doing unto another as the self would for the self, and the self, as life, would in a state of balance, not choose harm. 

In my conversation, that I noticed a rushing to prove something, even though smaller, I noticed my shoulders and chest taking on a formation of “expectation of coming blows”, done verbally, as a math of constructs as ideas, that I had to move in some way towards. It can be so subtle, what has accumulated and become automatically personified. When I am this, I am not objective about the content, nor am I as available to the math as the words, because I am caught up in a focus of expectation as protection, instead of real processing of reality. Again, I must realize that nothing can define me, but what I accept and allow.  And, that what is here can be ‘ played’ with as reformed, as grounded in the practical, in synch with this reality. And, also, that words can be used to define, to clarify, and to investigate to lend greater presence into awareness of all things. It is, in some ways, that considering the physical, is far easier than moving through mind constructs that I have me-more-eyed ( a resonant energy memory), automated and inter-netted within and as me, in separation from reality. Being in the math of a resonant memory, moves, by design, like a slow motion syrup. At times, with some, it is as though it can be sensed as a thick moving time frame- like a piece of music lost in a tempo unaware of itself. 

In tandem with this, is that sense of ‘ playing’ in a quiet and calm manner, where that construct of information comes like a movie towards me, as words, and behaviors somewhat similar to my own, of different dimension and color, as that same automation in others as my own, that sometimes I get a glimpse of, a sense of joy as being at ease can exist. It is like it is a problem that can be solved, like when one really knows their algebra, and can see the answer to the equation instantly, as one has practiced it enough to get to that point.  And yet, again, a morality in some way, within me, that moving into being playful and joyful about this, is simply not allowed. It is like a line I cannot cross. I see fear, and a belief that such is not possible. Like, how dare I even think about being this. And a sense that being so, leads to mistakes. Yet, if I look, the one fed the other, as the protection and defense system of expecting blows, which is a belief that I am somehow not enough, as I did not know how to decode and recode with clear communication, as I was more than likely a child, lacking language, that this whole persona - as a math, as a measure- was the choice that I made. I accepted and allowed this, and no one can change this but the self as me. It does not matter if it is my fault alone or not. And yet, calling this out by name, cancels it out, as calling things by name takes away that which is supposed, or assumed to be hidden. It is like, ‘ I can no longer go there.”

I met with another person, who agreed with the things I am saying above, and yet, on another front they denied in action that of which they agreed. They said they could not read a book that presented information through a venue that was overall counter to their belief.  This means they could not process out the relationship within the overall venue, to see the good in the book that was more of a universal form. This in itself,  reveals a relationship too polarized and of judgement, as the emotional value judgement about something, was too prominent, to bypass, to see through the graph into the substantive elements in the construct.  I myself am guilty of this, as there are books I pick up to read that have so much clutter around a cool point, that I decide to put them down.  

Last night I tested this out, and picked up such a book, and decided to highlight the key points that made sense, around the clutter. It made processing the form, the information, with greater ease, as I gave myself a behavior, to ground in the noise of the book’s words. It was also a point of looking at where I was rushing through passages, to make sure I was clear on my assessment, and to see that the person writing the book was themselves processing to make more sense. We must remember that words on a page, are just that, they can never be the real thing, and they always describe something. Unless one has real living experience with something, one cannot make a determination that the words on a page are valid. And, to realize, that there is so much in our immediate environments that reflect this reality, that we can relate things to the world around us to realize if words on a page are indeed substantive.  For example, I have seen more and more wild animals with mange that I can remember in my local environment. This is a red flag, because it shows an imbalance in nature, a tipping point in some way. With all the chemicals humans are taking and using, as pesticides and herbicides, did we not realize that such things of apparent no-significant-difference would eventually accumulate in our environments though our discharge of waste from what we eat and the chemicals that we take to supposedly maintain our health?  Would not such things in the law of building through accumulation, become an elephant in the room,  to the extent they burdened the environment to the point it weakened and effected the natural wild life? Yes, and this reveals how deep and ingrained is a personification in separation from this living reality. One must ask one’s self how automated has one become as ideas, beliefs and opinions, that motivate actions in a zombified way that is  a state of distraction via a composed resonant memory, to the extent one is not aware of what one places in one’s body and how much, over time the accumulation of such, as tiny small movements, affects the ecology of the planet. 



The quantification of separation is visible, in every move, in every word. One need only slow down, breath, begin to deconstruct one’s accepted and allowed personality as automated behaviors, and see through the emotional firewall built of limited and supposed beliefs to this living physical reality. One must, open up one’s chest of sensibility , as presence, and realize the value is life, as living in a physical composition as what life would be within the very means as the physical and being present within this, in consideration of all things, realizing the patterns of separation as a lack of focus on this living reality. Overall, what is more constant, is the symbiotic regenerative nature of a tree, than what are the practices of men at this point in time on this earth. One must change up one’s processing, deconstruct a resonant memory and begin moving  in relating words to reality, and thereby, begin to see in the momentum a default of automated beliefs, made personalities and deconstruct them to reconstruct a more balanced and grounded and respectful practice that is a relationship of living equal and one to how things are built, and how things in nature work, and how one can move more in synch with life. 



Friday, January 3, 2014

Day 491 Walking the process of the pain into a lightness of being. DIP Journey to life.


Pains come up with becoming equal as in walking the journey to life, the journey back in equality and oneness to and with the physical. These pains appear suddenly, feeling like needles are ripping through the flesh of the physical body that we humans have ignored, separated ourselves from as we choose the limitations of belief, opinion and idea, as a mind consciousness system. This is why our bodies stiffen with age and we do not notice because we are living in our minds as projections of ideological belief. When we choose to realize that what exists as what we are and as what this allows on this earth, there is no other choice but to stop and look and change the present system on this earth. To do this, the one thing we all seem to avoid, which is self responsibility, is what is needed. It must be walked. The gift of life as the physical is what we must accept and become equal and one to. This is the only way to life. This means no blame and no spite can exist within as a movement of each of us. And no one can do this for us. We each must do this for ourselves. Ironically, this means accepting the gift of life, here.
So, I was “ going into” with all the concentration and focus I am able to be at present, a pain that appeared in my stomach area. Very small needle like burning. As I focused on this, suddenly it appeared as a unfolding of a clear fabric like substance, which then turned into like a glass platform, this huge triangular geometric shape opening at the end of this image, this form. Then an image, a memory. I was in middle school standing in the orchestra room, looking over at my ex-”best friend” sitting with her “ new group.” The emotion game like a puff of smoke and it moved into a projection as a personification of myself, like this was a part of the presence of me. What was behind this, in a way, was more of an awareness of the whole situation, where i could see that my ex-friend’s choice had nothing to do with me, and everything to do with her own decisions. At the same time, I realized that I had been doing the same thing in many ways, gathering data of this human social construct and weighing and measuring what directions to take within it. And that everyone was doing this. This was like seeing many leaves move on a tree, like seeing all the interactions at once. Within this the realization that my friend had not “ rejected” me, she was as I, as all of us, looking for what would support our survival, what would make us “ more,” what would lead to what would hide our insecurities and/or increase what we believed had value.
Suddenly, what I had believed, was not the whole story. It was only a part, and that part was from my own sense of pride. As we mature as adults, we realize these things were mis takes. But unless we self forgive them, speaking this, the resonance of it does not suddenly disappear. 
The another pain came, this time in my foot, and it was myself, younger, standing at a ballet bar, in a leotard, raising my leg. And there it was, a thought, the thought was, “ I am special.” This was not so much directed at another, it was from a joy of the structure I was learning, but the thought was that ‘I” was special. Seemingly innocent but self centered. And yet, here as well, to see what else, as the good behind the limiting thought that existed, as this memory opened, but that one thought was done in self interest, and this was what was made huge and became a part of the personification of myself, as I see this, the presence of this is a part of what is projected as an entity of myself. One aspect made huge in a moment of self interest, where behind it is the life and the value. The self interest need not exist. and within this I suppose there is more layered within. It would make sense, why we have been told not to judge, because such moments of judgements are separations from what is the value, which is to realize that the value is life, in each breathe here, where there is no need for self interest as a more than. And in many ways, we are taught this within our society - which means what we are taught leads to our demise. I mean, I had heard said that many precocious children stop expanding as their early promise when the reach their mid twenties. Is it that the collective positive reinforcement becomes the reinforcement of limitation as self aggrandizement?
I could see where this one thought done with what would be considered an innocent pride could lead to eventually believing myself to have been hurt when my friend changed her game plan in middle school. My reaction was based on a feeling of pride. I clearly had no understanding of how I was composed, and yet, I did if I had simply made the choice to look at the whole context of how others moved around me. Instead I allowed my own emotional storm as a fear of loss consume me.
Now, after this another memory game, it was of myself standing in defiance, arms crossed. I was going to prove my worth, that I was more than the choice my friend had made. I ended up taking a route that in the end kept me very busy, and I never had to do with my ex-friend again. But my impetus was as a reaction, and based in self interest and insecurity as I had denied self awareness within common sense, i followed and reacted to ideas of loss instead. I directed from a starting point as an idea that ignored the behaviors of humans within the physical world around me. And, everyone was moving into ideas of what was more within such a limited context, everyone acting in self interest, a blindness to reality. All looking for definition and hiding emotional insecurities that existed because of the separation! That is just insane. it is true that we argue our own limitations. I believe that the boy in the story The Tin Drum screamed because he simply imitated the behaviors of men, the constant scream of limitation.
What desteni talks about we all know we are doing. We can see the memories that have accumulated, and the cries of them trying to show us our own limitation. They are layered, and they grow and spread through our physical bodies, tearing at our flesh, but we do not hear them, even as we age and become stiff, unable to flex our backs. Wanting to sleep as the weight of our separation bears down with each passing year.
With self forgiveness, writing and self corrective application, just as Bernard Poolman revealed, as the separations are self forgiven, a lite-ness comes, a lessening of the burden of the judgements of the need to fear, of the need to vent. That initial spot on my stomach became lighter, of less weight. As I self forgive these memories I become lighter, more flexible. It is the most amazing feeling. It is an incredible relief.  So, you see, the choice of self forgiveness, writing and corrective application within walking the desteni I process is a gift to self of life.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to have allowed myself to believe that my friend had rejected me.
i forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to look beyond my own limitations as judgements as mind.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to look at my friend and with spite and blame become an accusation as a judgement that she hurt me in leaving me to become part of another group.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to feel hurt.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to feel humiliated.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to feel inferior, in and as judging the the new group as being mature and sophisticated.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to feel inferior to this new group, because they were all turning into young women and I was not.
I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that my friend was changing physiologically and wanted to be with others within the same experience, which I probably would have done as well given the values of the present accepted and allowed system as men on earth, thus I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to have blamed my friend for rejecting me, and within this judging her group as stuck up.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to compare myself to others without seeing realizing and understanding changes and what is a good within and as wanting to explore new situations , even though within the limited platform accepted and allowed by men that ignores the development of self as life in common sense where there is really no choice but the choice of what is best for all, which means being aware of physical existence.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see to the whole as the movement of men as mind consciousness systems in separation and as such hiding accepted limitations as the consequence of lack of common sense and to see realize and understand that within this, this separation is unacceptable, but also to realize that i was the same and as this made judgements and reacted to this limitation instead of taking the time to look at the whole as this and to realize the only solution was to remain as myself in common sense which is myself being empathetic and realizing that there is no such thing as being rejected as I am here able to stand in common sense and realize that I as life  can either choose to move as what is best for all and allow myself as life to exist, or believe that the self interested actions of others define me.
I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that it was I who judged myself as being rejected, and within this it was myself who was in fact the one rejecting within and as separating myself from common sense, here.
When and as I find myself beginning to judge the actions of another, I stop and I breath and I walk in their shoes and realize that more than likely, within the present accepted and allowed system I would make the same choice, and even within this, to realize the choices of others does not define who and what I am as it is what I project onto others  that I allow to become a limited definition of what i experience in the absence of respecting myself as life.
When and as I find myself judging another for the choices they make I stop and I breath and I slow myself down and I see realize and understand that IN realizing with empathy and compassion, as in using my heart, myself as hearth, as earth I can slow myself down and realize in common sense the whole, and see, realize and understand I can choose judgement as hurt or I can stop and breath and use the ability of myself as heart to common sense the whole and place and move within and as what is best for all, which is myself as the lightness of being here, realizing that the value is being here, one and equal to life, giving as I would like to receive, and in this instance, realizing that my friend was simply choosing what fit the experiences she was walking in the moment and that right there before me an experience that lead to myself becoming more aware within a certain context.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to have an idea as a thought within and as me as pride, to be proud of myself for what i have achieved and within this to not have realized that what was the value was there behind the thought as the realization that it was the structure that as in self development as a physical being that was the value.
i forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to have the thought that I am special.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that i was special.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to separate myself from being equal and one in common sense of the whole and to accept a thought as myself as being special to become more than the actual physical context as an expression in and as life here.
When and as I find myself within and as a persona, as an entity life presence as pride, I stop and I breath and I slow myself down, and I bring myself back into and as common sense as the heart of me here.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to become a reaction as a belief that i need to prove my worth.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe myself inferior to another.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to then create a fantasy that I am superior to another and as this to criticize the action of another which is myself acting in protection and self defense based on a fear of loss and within this to believe that this defines me.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to react to the choices of another within limited insight.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see realize and understand that within the play-outs in middle school the experiences probably would not have changed, but within them myself as less reactive and more aware as what I was as how I was within being more aware of the whole as I was capable of as common sense.
Thus when and as I find myself reacting emotionally I stop and I breath and I check my thoughts and my judgements and I slow myself down and use my heart, myself as earth, as the physical and I see, realize and understand the whole in and as looking at the whole context of here which at the moment is men in separation within a system that is the consequence of separation into a knowledge of good and evil which is judgement as separation from common sense of the whole and thus as such lacking practical application within understanding and respecting the value being life here, thus, I slow myself down and choose what is best for all, here.
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Monday, November 25, 2013

Day 471 A knot in my chest. Not being directive, here.


I have had a knot in my chest, and I have been trying to find a way to work through this. I find I am trying to see how to move myself here without reacting, and I reacted to a couple of things recently in terms of dealing with people. I responded to their minds, instead of directing in simplicity, looking at form and function of the physical world, and how the limitation of the minds causes all manner of emotional storms.
One time I had someone show me how to play something on the violin. And she said, to move with the thing being played gently, at ease, meaning without force. Since that day, I know better to practice in a rushing manner, or with a vision of gain, and instead to move gently, even playing this way, and then adding percussive elements - for example - once the form is understood/felt/integrated. One can learn things much faster this way, it takes a kind of focus that is agreeing to what is being learned without reaction.
It is very gentle - so to speak.
So, I took this and I looked at how I reacted to others. I had given myself a direction with this other person, to lessen their reactions that were creating a lack of self responsibility. When I suddenly, un-expectenutly encountered them, they reacted and I reacted to their reaction, taking it as an affront to myself, which was myself lost in ego, determining myself according to some self possessed entity as idea.
This allowing of myself as an idea so vaporous, and without any movement of self forgiveness.
Not to say what I had decided to say would not have brought the same reaction, but within myself it was a simple directive, one that I used when I was overwhelmed as a single mom.
I was busy in schools, both teaching and going to school, and taking care of my children. I had organized my time; I did not do my school work until 10 at night, and then I allotted two hours to this, every night, which worked out fine because I knew there would be little to no interruption,and I could get a lot done in allotting focus without the possibility of interruption. I also found that I did not get my garbage to the dump. So, one day I drove to the dump and noted the time it took. So, whenever I felt overwhelmed I would tell myself that it took so many minutes to get this done. This lessened the HUGE effort I had turned getting my garbage to the dump, as idea, into. I remember I had to do a lot of this kind of thing at that time in my life, and perhaps this is why I ended up being a destonian because in the process I realized how often I made an emotional mountain out of a molehill task.
This morning I realized this, as I buried myself in an emotional storm, to simply look here and realize how physical reality works, and that I complicate physical reality with the mind.
Realizing this, the knot in my chest moved some, lessened it grip, so to speak, with this very gentle forgiving movement, so tiny. Which begs the question within this process, do I expect huge sudden change, or is the act of being self forgiving  a slight movement that is powerful because it is the simple act of being forgiving with self?
Even here, I notice that righteousness coming up, like a sudden “ problem solved’ scenario and a sense of hopelessness. like this is too small to make a difference. Ironic, in the end it is being forgiving, here, each of us, that will build a heaven on earth. I mean being this simple movement - as I understand it on a very small scale as what it took as a tiny movement to lesson a tension, a pressure, a tiny knot in my chest, is what as a collective  - a cool elective - can stand as where each part would become as brilliant as the whole such would create, so much so that the aggrandizement of self in a bubble based on limited values cannot even begin to compete.

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Monday, November 18, 2013

Day 467 Watching the reactions only.


I find I lose my breath when I speak with others, and within myself I expect reactions, and then I get caught up in complicating my conversation in attempting to “ simplify” it according to my perception of the reactions of others. Then I lose what I am saying that is really very simple.

I am so busy watching the reactions ONLY that I miss the underlying need for the reactions, and since the reactions, as emotional storms are secondary to a starting point of being, then that which is constant as what is best for all, as that which gives structure that allows self direction that brings ease, this ease within itself something that moves quietly and gently, as it has no need, its movement clear, not fearing a loss, or an immediacy of gain, as the value is being here, as life, this point where life exists, because life can only hear/be here, which is why there are so many distractions around us, to take us from the most stable point, which is being physically here - and because of this on another front, why sex is turned into sex instead of physical intimacy, because in turning sex into an idea, one is in separation from enjoying physical presence here.  It is a “ hide what is real right in front of you” game. 

I mean, media is constant suggestion that this or that will solve…. solve what? Why is something needing to be “ solved” in the first place? What if we were the solution of life, meaning the very substance of life, meaning being equal to life, instead of an idea as needing to find solutions, as in problem solving?  I mean the “ assets of earth, as the resources being treated as what is here to support us as we are this, can only be given to each in order for each to exist equal to what supports physical well being. What we have allowed is a hierarchy ordering this world to allow a few to have more than others, and this “ more” is not a “ more” it is a separation from reality. It is a beseeching act hiding fear of loss based on idea. Meaning, be see king, meaning I am not equal to life being the value because there is always something greater outside of me- or so I believe.. Life cannot exist without that which is the substance of the physical. As this, we each have great power, in simply being, which just takes respecting the physical world.

There is no reason why neighbor is not enjoying neighbor. There is no reason for this earth to not be a botanical garden, where there is joy in interacting and communicating with everything that is here.

I heard a story one time about a man who in childhood, moved from a lower financial position to one of more financial success and in so doing, moved from a more densely populated environment to a more suburban environment. In the more affluent environment, the neighbors interacted less, remained closed off. What was lost was the open. sharing communication between fellow men. The point here is the loss of communication between neighbors. The physical environment has nothing to do with this, because in a more suburban environment, space for communication readily exists, so what ended communication was the focus on climbing the ladder, which meant not being responsible for how the present system of inequality functions, knowing one was playing a game that was not supportive of life, of the physical world, and that what one was in effect doing was acting in self interest, thus the need to hide in shame.

And then the game of comparison sets in. Comparison based on an idea of what will win the game. But if we look at nature, if we look at a tree, or we look as the musculature of an animal, we can see the same shapes, the same folds, the same curves, and they vary slightly only, but it is all a form of life enabling expression and all of it is the value, all of it is a part of us, as us, equal, and that it is the communication with this that is the enjoyment. I mean, we can only be in one place at a time. And we all love to hear stories, so what if the story is told by the physical, actually living the experience? What if the god we seek, at whose feet we believe as an idea, we are going to sit at when we die, is really the physical world rights here, telling the story of heaven, of simply being? What if we are missing this and it is right here in front of us? I mean, we are here in the living story of life, we are given the physical to “ live” the story, we are it, as the physical, so it is time to be here, live here, communicate here, respecting all the forms and expressions as the forms of the physical here, which means taking care of it and enjoying it.

Support a Living Income Guarantee. Participate in LIFE, it is right here, it is your feet, it is the ground on which you walk, it is your neighbor, it is the animals, it is the ground, it is the sky, it is everything. The hierarchy placed, as the present accepted and allowed system is the separation on a physical world that by design allowed communication it is only ourselves as mind consciousness systems of limited belief that separates us from ourselves as life.


Walk the DIP Lite course, begin the journey to life, bring yourself back to the physical, remove the emotional storm bubble of limited ideas through self forgiveness, writing and corrective application. Ground yourself, here.


Thursday, November 14, 2013

Day 464 Physical Reactions based on Past Events: Separation from Life


There was a goat today that I saw in a video, and this goat was chasing people and butting them, or so the story goes. But, I noticed how this goat followed a woman from behind, ran up to her and stopped just before he got to her. The goat did this a couple of times. Then the woman turned and reacted, moving her arms. At this point the goat began to “ butt” her, and eventually knocked her over.

I was walking my dog and something similar happened. A couple walked towards me, and somehow, I can’t remember this part in detail, we stopped, and the man pet my dog. The woman remained still. My dog became excited with the attention and turned to the woman, as the dog did so, the woman threw up her arms and backed off, and said she did not like dogs. My dog became more excited and moved towards her. I had the dog on a leash so could reign in the dog. But I looked at the woman, and said the dog would not hurt her, and, that when she through up her arms and backed off as she did, the dog took this as her being excited and wanted to “ join in.” The man with her said to me that she was frightened of dogs, but I held my ground, I said my dog was friendly, but did and could get excited and would jump towards a person and be very willing to play. So, a reactive movement with the arms going up would be a signal to the dog. 

As the system stands, this is one of those instances where real “ help” so to speak can be considered rude, because one is not catering to the emotions of another as their ideological/past memory picture show value,  and actually trying to help a person understand that their physical behavior as their fear can lead to the very thing they are fearing. A dog is not going to read the “ inner story from a past event” in another person, and this is a good thing, because that past event is not what is here, thus that past story is not what is real, and as the reaction of the woman towards the dog suggests, my dog is not a dog to fear, and all the behaviors within this whole interaction made it clear that my dog was not an unfriendly dog in any way, so my dog just took reality in, a human standing there, one of which stopped and pet her, and the other who began throwing their arms up and standing back, which looked in the reality of the moment, without emotions and feelings based on past events, like someone that wanted to engage and play. So, in essence who is the fool, the dog or the human? Me think it is the human. 

What is the solution to this emotional storm placed before reality?

It is to, instead of defining ourselves as our past to slow down and look at what is here. And in this instance, to realize that perhaps the reason we were hurt by a dog was because we as humans reacted to a dog without considering physical reality and the judgement we reacted as causing the ensuing reaction that supposes harm, meaning the harm that exists is because we assume harm. That goat and my dog reacted to physical movement. That goat did that woman no harm, it was only when she reacted towards the goat that the goat reacted back, that goat was excited from another person, but did not hurt that woman at first. 

If we take the time to be here, in the moment and look, our past does not need to be lived again and again and we might actually find, for example, that we like playing with dogs, which can be very enjoyable and relaxing.

If all of us as adults have such things, as emotional  self definitions based on past events,  then  how can we expect our children to not become the same? And then when our children carry their own emotions, and these go against our emotions as parents, what happens, do we place our emotions before the children or do we let them go? I mean whose emotions should be more “ real” and thus given priority to? Overall this all means that the emotions can be given up, which means that we need not carry them around. I mean , I can see where this would be used and cause all kinds of miss-understandings. I can see where in family get togethers, the cause of friction is that everyone is wanting their emotions to be the “ real” ones. And meanwhile, living is not what is happening. In essence, we have manifested this as our money system, where some people actually believe that they deserve more money than others, because they actually believe that their “ business” or hard work is more than anothers, as they stand and look at how they have moved words around on paper, or digits around on a screen, as even seeds around on the ground. In the end it is all a movement, here as life. And somehow, we have allowed an idea of something having more significance than reality. And we try and get everyone else to believe this too.

The only solution in all of this is to realize we live in a physical reality, and that it is what is right here, right in front of us, as physical things moving around that we use to sustain us, that we use to keep us warm, and feed us, that is what composes here, that is real. Bringing our past here, wanting ideas about what we did in the past, or what we do being somehow more than what another does is a separation from reality. In all simplicity, we can only be in one place at a time, moving one thing with our hands, so no one person is more than another. And holding onto emotions from the past, or ideas about our endeavors,  is holding onto a movement in the past that has nothing to do with being here and respecting physical existence. We can only be here, and anything of the mind that does not see physical reality here, and respect it/ see it as what it physically is and  within this, allow it to participate and move within physical reality in full participation, is a state of being that is in separation from life.

If we forgive our emotions as our past, and learn to be here, physically here, in common sense of here, what would become of reality? Might we actually begin to enjoy being here and begin to see others, especially, if emotions and feelings as self definitions no longer exist? Would we begin to realize the physical world around us, and work with it instead of ignore it based on ideas and past events being what we allow to occupy our attention in the face of physical reality? If we begin to pay attention to here, then we might have the time to actually look at what is going on in this world and realize that our present system is not working,  this system of emotions and feelings and beliefs being more than the reality here, and needs to change because this present system is not taking care of this earth. And, as we can see, being here, and taking care of what is here as this earth, is really the only thing that is real and that we all only have two hands, thus we as humans must work together as a group to get this done.

The rewards of this are a world where the physical reality is cared for, and understood. Looking at  what has been allowed and accepted as a form as our system, and realizing how much it caters to ideas of one thing being more than another based on some inner value system that bears no witness to life, which is physical as the manifestation of life in expression,  is not serving up respect for that which we are, physical beings ( and that it is the physical that carries the picture show - so the picture show cannot exist without the physical ) . 

TIme to stand up and support the physical, so we can bring the inner picture show of judgement, as a game of association based on past events that in themselves were a reaction to here and take care of what is the value, of which the physical world enables as to be, which is life.

Support a Living Income Guarantee. Support life, support the full potential of self as a physical expression of life through structuring a system that gives the physical the basic needs to become what we all want, which is to be equal to life in full expression.

Check out DIP Lite, to slow down and take a look at your own emotional storm that is separating you from seeing a dog that means no harm and only wants to enjoy life and play.
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Sunday, March 3, 2013

Day 299 Weathering the storm of my own judgements to discover my own disgust.

I have a memory of being within a familiar scenario with my father. This happened a couple of years ago.
I had been within the desteni process for about two years at this point and had been looking at what I had accepted and allowed within myself as a state of separation into and as energetic reactions, ideas, beliefs and opinions of “more than” always a starting point of protecting my ego, wanting to win, as this is what I had learned. I was in the process of unlearning this, and still am. As in the past, there was an escalating argument between my father and I over something that had happened, where what existed was blame and spite for why what had happened, happened. This was the norm, the blame game, which does to some extent look at the underlying consequences as to why something is happening, but in this process there are realities missed, not included, both within the selected consequences to which the present moment uses, and within the fear of what such consequences potentially lead to. Both consist of judgement, limited, hence the outcome of discord.
This time, of which I speak, was different. In the emotional storm, my father stopped. While he was there moving into a response I had not experienced, I was within myself trying to stop my own accustomed rage as my behavior, as this is what I allowed, a tantrum of blame and spite, one and the same as what my father became, not knowing how to explain myself, not being aware of reality in totality, not having the capacity to slow down and use common sense in equality with what is physically actually real, as ideas and opinions of my cultural, societal, generational background, were only what I used to define and thus to communicate. As though this knowledge and information was more than actual physical reality. This hubris of men, trying to make one thing more than another, in separation from physical supportive reality. I had to breath, and to leave, because I had to control my own storm in the face of his storm. At this point it was all i could do, to take a direction that did not allow this storm to escalate.
In that moment before I walked away, when my father has stopped suddenly, he looked at me and he said, “ I do not know how to stop this within myself.” Needless to say I, as i was trying to control myself at this moment, did notice this, and I was shocked and felt helpless because I could not respond because I was so busy trying to not allow myself to be the reaction outwardly that I was allowing to brew inwardly. So, here were all these things coming together.
Yet this is why self forgiveness is the only way out of what we have accepted and allowed on this earth. Within this scenario, the shame of a limited, only allowing a selection of values, belief system and the conflict of limited expression within using such taught limitations ( parts made huge - that are not “bad” per say, but warped and thus distorting and confusing- where the reality of this takes some effort to realize as the “more than” has become habit/expression/cloak) exists with a “past” of same behavior learned for generations and the self shame in fearing to stand in common sense within knowing what is best for all. That person, that voice, that expression in that moment, of “ I don’t know how to stop” is what is left of what is real, of a vestige of common sense, an ability to suddenly stand back and realize that what is allowed is not working, that what is, is somehow unproductive. It is a moment of stopping, just stopping everything and realizing that something is somehow really messed up.
THis was one small moment of self forgiveness, to stop and to forgive self for what existed, within realizing that what was existing needed to stop and realizing that self had become so enmeshed within this and used this for so long, that an alternative was no longer directly visible.
And yet, a moment of stopping is not to be made into a badge of honor, that someone is intrinsically okay, and thus made into a memory to accept future digressions into same habits. It is to realize that the emotional storm and all that backs this emotional storm must be brought back to self, and forgiven within equalizing self in common sense of this physical world within respecting what is here as this physical world, as this is the gift of life, in alignment with the principle of give as you would like to receive. This is taking the separations within communication and walking in self forgiveness back to what is equal understanding within what is best for all, as this total earth, everything, until both parties ( as within this scenario) are absolutely in agreement, manifest as a state of ease: such a state would mean self, constant, solid, and stable ability to self determine and self direct, being absolutely self-forgiving with and as life here. All of us have this ability, as we are the same substance as all existent on earth. Life is what we are, we are simply not using it.
At present, part of this problem is an outwardly manifested system equal and one to what has been accepted and allowed inwardly, one having created the other. Our present system of inequality, economic inequality, where the capital of this earth is allowed to move in ways that provide more for some and less for others, and “not enough to sustain at all” for others, does not allow self determination as life, as the physical support of the flesh is taken from under one’s feet - as we see happening in Ethiopia at the moment - and various other places - because of being caught up in a storm of knowledge and information as beliefs, opinions and ideas that often make no sense and when this non-sensical aspect is pointed out, the one, in mental capacity-lack, who has an unequal amount of power and thus money - bullies, disallows communication, hides behind layered systems, all of this characteristics of abuse, and unacceptable.
TO solve this quagmire on a collective social structure means to simply stand up and change this system with a collective voice strong enough to whether the storm of separation from life manifest as economic inequality.
To bring up one argument against a belief that profit gain, as money, motivates, is to realize that even if there was economic equality, humans still need to eat, still need to shit, still need to grow food, thus within equal support, and knowing this was a constant, people would still have to get up and take care of themselves, so, to say that they would not, that some would just sit back and allow others to do all the work, is ridiculous, because one still have to pick oneself up and walk here or there to eat, etc. And, with the stress of survival removed, there would actually be more “help” given, more participation, more care. it is an illusion that life, as humans, is despondent, life cannot be despondent, were it, then there would not be so much protest!, Protest, though not a solution, is still LIFE here, moving itself! And that is common sense. Such simple things to see really put aspoke in this existent system of inequality, a system that believes equality will never work. THis belief, by its very nature is ignorant of life and hanging onto vapid knowledge and information, lacking an awareness of obvious common sense of what is here.
Needless to say, at this point, within this scenario with my father, I had a moment of shame, because I had been within judgement, as my own emotional storm, that I was within a process of bringing back to self, equalizing in common sense to what is best for all in being respectful of life. It is to realize in this moment, that any judgement accepted and allowed without immediately being directed and communicated to and towards an outcome that is best for all, that is absolutely supportive as life becoming one and equal as life, as a nature of being what is best for all, is the only choice, and thus the time must be taken to allow communication to and towards this absolutely, thus, stand and support a system that supports all life as the value, Equal Money Capitalism.
The reward is the end of emotional storms, which is the end of war, which is the end of a lack of “knowing how” to stop behaviors we all know lead nowhere.