Showing posts with label faith. Show all posts
Showing posts with label faith. Show all posts

Friday, March 24, 2017

Day 748 Looking at frustration to realize my own fear.

That point where i become frustrated, I can use as a red flag , in terms of what behaviors I choose and use to direct myself within, as a moment. If I lose myself to frustration, I become inferior to myself, unequal to moving through the border of my ability to ‘ know the score’, or process the math, or use my common sense. This is realizing the border of my awareness, slowing down and realizing greater and more subtle detail, about the world around me. This is the point where I have to assess, investigate and make a choice to move, to self direct, not being hard on myself when I make a mis-take, as I have entered a new territory. Here, it is to focus myself, having a greater faith in the command of myself as who and what I am as a human being. The sensibilities of what I am, as physical life, as life in expression, to see, realize and understand here. Also, to cross reference my own synchronistic level with reality, and the reality around me. It is also to understand the levels of development, to listen to the focus of another, and move from that point forward as this is me in another life. Also, to realize that being in a situation where I impart my natural sensibility as the physical, if a form of physical learning, and thereby something that can move with greater efficiency - even though reading about something once mastering a certain level of awareness can be helpful, there is nothing like the abstract as ideas, beliefs and opinions made real through physical cross referencing. Meaning, what is an idea, must move in synch with the practical physical reality, and that with ease, otherwise force is used, and that is moving against working with something in harmony- which is actually realizing that one can leave nothing behind. It is all a beautiful design leading one forward, if each human being made the decision to respect all things, and live as the principle of what is best for all. 

This is what the practice of self forgiveness, writing and practical application, leading to a self directive capacity manifest as the real potential of men, is all about. This is the process, on could say, of removing the veil, that thing within, a resonant thing, that is too big to fit through the eye of the needle. Meaning to self realize self as life, equal and one to the physical, as this is all things and not only that bubble of information in one’s head, or one’s mind, or one’s consciousness. As that bubble is a consciousness of separation.  That degree of separation, a construct of limitation, as ideas, beliefs, and opinions,  destroys the physical body, as the self as the body,  moves counter to the physical, and degrades because it  essentially does not fit. This could be said to be a rejection of life. It is an outcome of being unequal to life. It is being unequal to the physical.

Back to my own review of when and as I find myself getting frustrated. In these moments, I have to assess, investigate and slow way down. In a recent encounter, I remember a moment of frustration, as a fear, where I stood back, physically stood up to stand more on the side. How I remember this tiny movement, was that I noticed a movement that I would call a kind of slow motion in another person. That moment where I sensed this, was the moment I stood back. I reacted, I did not want to face that ‘ measure’ of slow motion, where I felt the person moved in a thick soup, or a conceptual sluggishness - as I would call it in this moment. I reacted with resistance, or could I say fear- towards that ‘ entity’ of movement, of song, of math.  I wanted to run.  One could say, from one perspective that I feared this ‘ entity’ defining me. One could say that I allowed this ‘ entity’ to have authority over me.  Somehow, though this is true, it does not fit what i allowed. Also, I have to say, that I could go back and check my own movements, that I could catch this one moment, is cool. This process is cool. 

Again, back to this issue. lol.  I could say, I was like a snob, and did not want to go into that ‘ soup’ that construction, that math.  It might, like a virus, consume me, or so I believed. This attitude overall towards this, or, my perspective towards this, is telling in itself.  It is like stepping into a shadow, and realizing it need not define me, and directing the parts into looking at reality, to live in greater synchronicity with life. It is removing the tensions of fear that force protection instead of a command of self effectively.  I recognize on some level, the impetus of this reaction, made habit, practiced again and again, compounding and accumulating into no-longer-recognizing this behavior, burying it under blame and spite, hiding it in justifications, labeling the objects around me as the fault, when it was not myself, seeing directly and instead directing myself in-fear-ior to life.  I also notice shame and self hate, as I realize so often we are the hardest on ourselves, because we understand that we are the ones who did not slow down and practice resolution into calming the waters of fear. Meaning , in my case,  choosing to not address something because of a fear of punishment. There may be some desires there, that motivated this forward too, yet what I sense is that this is more a consequence of a fear of punishment. And, to realize that as a child, I probably did not have the vocabulary to voice, to vocalize what was happening. It is revelatory in the resonant sense, as it is colored more with an unnamed fear than something more defined. And yet, that ‘ entity’ that I label as being ‘ sluggish’ and soupy, is the same, it lacks real definition, it moves in slow motion.  Also, before I started self forgiveness, I spoke in terms of “ why does it appear to me that people are losing conceptual ability”, as one of the things I was saying to myself.  I also recognize that the same ‘ color’ or tenor’ of what I resisted, and as my movement into frustration, is the same or very similar. It is like a shadow on my heart. 

Did I accumulate knowledge and information, read and read and read many books to find a way through this? Did I run towards the means to an end, to avoid that same end? Did I sense on some level that I needed to process more in-formation, to face this storm of fear, or separation, and run from what was always right in front of me? Yes.  I can realize that I have worked with a dog that had a lot of behaviors of fear, where I patiently stood as a different behavior,  until the dog relaxed and moved with greater ease, and less reaction in an environment. This dog, becoming more and more accepting of people walking towards him to pet him, whereas in the beginning the dog would react, tense up, become restless, though exhibiting some caution and restraint at the same time. Overall, this change not something that can be transferred in any other way, but with and as the physical. Something that must happen on the ground - to note in relation to this of which I speak.  Thus, overall, I have the capacity to realize the red flag of resistance when I stand back and convince myself that something is impossible, which is really a point of frustration, that is what I have not faced, as the state of fear moving in a perpetual rhythm, and instead embracing the vocal point, and realizing where ‘ Goldilocks stands’ as the border of understanding, to then spell a sentence using words, that opens greater insight, of which I would want for myself, as such moments are so precious, they are often the most memorable, as being something hard to forget, as they have a great power. They are also the means to the end, and recognized with gratefulness as a part of the nature of them within me.

Overall, the more I realize, for which I am thankful within and as this process of journeying to life, the more I realize, that this has to be done on the ground, as though the network of men, must come back down to earth, which must be lived, on the ground- as I said.  Greed and a desire to control, must stop. What matters if building a network, that sees this reality directly, correcting the math, the inner structure to respect all things, removing the veil of separation of a lesser god/structural resonance/mind consciousness and thereby building communities of man who live equal and one with the physical, doing no harm, taking that which is good. This is priceless.


When and as I find myself moving into frustration, I stop, I face what I see as an ‘ entity’ of slow motion as something I have noticed with greater clarity, this having a quality of and as being heavy with fear, laden with ideas, beliefs and opinions, and I embrace the conception. I slow down and breathe, walk the form within and without, relate to the practical physical reality, deconstruct and reconstruct, embrace and accept, change and reform and keep my feet on the ground. I see, realize and understand that I can open my heart, and hear the “song”, that it need not define me, as I am flexible, to become more a measure of respecting life, here to realize the greatness of life, to life with more consistency what I have done in other moments, thereby becoming more constant in grounding my presence here. 


Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Day 283 Fear of speaking Reaction dimension

Fear of speaking Reaction dimension

How do I separate myself from here when i speak, what are my words considering, what assumptions am I making, what division of more than and less than do I answer to in fear of creating personal division from the minds of others, themselves existing in separation from the physical, as being a product of a mind generation as being reality as product of fear and separation, as reaction, when not answering to this mind of limited selected beliefs, opinion and ideas following wants, desires and needs, the consumer info of culture that is in totality in separation from life? What is the double speak coming from myself in protection and defense in fear of loss socially? And this in a society in separation from life? Is there really anything to lose? What does exist is common sense.
Here I go again, relating this to something in my life. I have a relative who believes in the health industry. They take all the pills proscribed. I have for years said to read what independent people/doctors/chemists are saying about the present drugs, to step back and take another look, to question and look into alternatives. The answer is no. Total faith in the system. Now the side effects are manifesting, but this was refused to be questioned. Perhaps the outcome would have been the same, but then at least the illusion that a profit based system has our best interests at heart, would not have been supported. but this is all water under the bridge, because what is unacceptable must stop, and this system is not taking care of this earth or life.
In the world of news article, I watched a discussion on how loans are formed by banks simply adding digits on a computer screen and then charging interest. The commentators said that this is the system and what is needed is faith that this works. That people need houses and thus loans to get the house. Again the blind faith. What was not looked at here, is that the interest paid back to money created from thin air, means that not all loans can be repaid, as the money created does not cover the interest paid back. Thus, for this interest to be paid back, war is created, as Peter must steal from Paul because all there exists is “the original amount” in circulation, thus where does the interest money come from? So, not only does the money exist as digits, each loan has to take the “real imagined money” and find this to pay back the interest - the more than, which means there are many who simply cannot, no matter how hard they work, have the money to pay back their loans. So, eventually the debt gets bigger than the real “valued” money. One must remember that it is a game of monopoly, there can be only one winner at the end. Unless we stop, and reform.
If common sense is ignored, then all real freedom as life is lost.
In the end, one cannot blame anyone but oneself for having given up common sense.Even self pity and punishment does nothing, the only choice is to be what self is as life, common sense of which the physical world, as the substance of life, is the gift to realize self as life, through becoming one and equal to and as it.
                                                  Faith                Hope              Charity
                                               Speak                     See                 Hear
                                                                         No Evil
                                                             
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear speaking up in common sense, to fear the faith of the blind.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear losing something should I speak up in common sense of what is physically real.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to look through the roto of belief , opinion and idea, knowledge and information, as the selected limited values of the culture in which I live to give a safe answer/response in fear of having to explain myself within possibly getting the stubborn resistance of blind faith, hope and charity.
I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that perhaps I will receive resistance of the blind, and would this not be any worse than discovering that perhaps I was the one being blind, which is to realize that all there is, is common sense of what is here.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to judge another according to their faith, hope and charity and to answer in accord to this, not seeing realizing and understanding that in answering to this faith, hope and charity my response is in reverse; a re-verse of separation into and as belief, opinions and ideas lacking common sense, such beliefs, opinions and ideas collections of limited values turned into personalities of dictate of what is better than, or more than, and/or how something other than self is lacking in what is believed to be more than, or better, completely disregarding directive physical development and the needs of the physical world to exist and simply be, here.
I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to address the blind of ignorance that is faith, hope and charity.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that dispersing/illuminating faith, hope and charity for the limitation that it creates, is being difficult or non-complying, where in fact what is really being done in addressing blind faith, hope and charity is taking the div/diff-from cult, and non from compliance in and as facing reality, the actual physical world as what is real here.
I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that faith, hope and charity can only exist within the development of self trust in and as being here, equal and one with and as common sense of this actual physical world as the gift of self realization in and as life, here, being equal and one to and as the physical, including all life , as this physical world as being of equal value, is where self trust as life exists, and thus is this physical world the actual doorway, eye of the needle, away from separation and division/fear, into and as becoming equal and one to and as life here.
I commit myself to seeing realizing and understanding that the answer in common sense is right here in front of me, as real life would place itself right here as it would have no need to hide anything, as real life would want equal and one understanding of and as life, thus the gift of life is here, where any and all struggle is an indication that one is not equal and one to and as life, here, where any suggestion/propagation of/ belief in/ presentation of an idea, suggestion, law, allowance of anonymity is in and as itself a contradiction of the very substance and nature/mature of life.
I commit myself to slowing myself down and breathing to answer to blind faith, hope and charity, to bring such separations as self abdications as life, back to what is real, as the physical, as the gift of life, to become equal and one in common sense that what is here as life, which would make sense , as life includes all life, as is the nature of life.
I commit myself to slowing myself down, to breathing, when and as I notice I miss a breath, I notice that I become tense and “gasp” for air, as though I have missed a breath, which I have seen children do when they are moving into reading, or have a moment where they are uncertain within and as reading, they seem to tense up and have a behavior where they gasp for air, which is a physical indication of separation from here into and as fear and yet at the same time a movement towards finding breath, stabilizing self here.
I commit myself to seeing realizing and understanding what my human physical body is speaking, indicating my own separation from being here, where just as the children can stop and breath and slow themselves down, so can I as I am equal and one, in and as a human in a physical body, here, being given the gift of life, and to add to this, what would such gasping and fear manifest over a long period of time? disease?
I commit myself to allways/always slowing myself down, to take the time to look and breath, to bring myself here, to place myself within common sense, in detail, as much as i am able with continual practice, equal and one to the physical, to align myself in common sense with what is here.
I commit myself to slowing myself down, to breathing to realize where I separate from here, into and as a rotor file in and as my mind, of beliefs, opinions and ideas, that answer to happy face behaviors masking separations/fears that are an inner energetic gasping of fear/separation into and as polarities as a story of inequality fearing it’s own shadow that is self abdicating common sense.
I commit myself to slowing myself down, to breathing, where, breathing is the means to slow myself down, here, and to see, realize and understand that silence will not remove the fog ( fear, obligation,guilt) of faith, hope and charity that is the mask of fear/separation in the self interest of ego, the energy in and as the mind of thoughtsfeelings andemotions as taught beliefs, opinions and ideas.
                                                                          EMC

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Day 229 Redefinition : Apprehension Character

Nails done with posse ppl!
Nails done with posse ppl! (Photo credit: coleypauline)

Redefinition: Apprehension Character
Apprehension is existing within uncertainty, as a “what if” scenario, which is to say that I am believing in a choice. Yet certainty would mean movement within understanding, within common sense of this physical world. If I am taught to move within limited insight, as being fed equations of thought as accepted consequences in separation from what is here, as the physical, than what do i have as understanding with which to move myself here? If I am taught to believe in some “higher power” as my guide, such as an “invisible hand” then I will be taken from what is real, here, and chose within the ambiguity of a supposed “mystery” as the illusion, as the words met as “ we cannot intellectually see the mystery”. Well, yes, as the words suggest, we cannot see the mystery, as this is what is placed on the table, an idea made of illusion. So, my apprehension is within this realm of illusion, entering into illusion, in ignorance of what substantiates me, as what is real, here, the physical. Within the development of illusion, and the division into more than and less than values within this actual physical world, I am lost within the illusion and busy with chasing the selected values, and all the while what is real, here, as the physical remains separate, and yet it is here, and tangible, and, especially with all the technology the human has developed to see the parts of this physical world, able to be seen and understood. And the information is here to allow support of this physical world, yet an invisible hand is blamed for the movement of the products, in inequality, of the hands of men. Does this make sense? No.
An example I have encountered in many articles, for example, is the whole vaccination conflict. The belief is accepted that vaccines prevent illness. Yet, there is evidence that this has no substantiation, that what stopped the spreading of disease was hygiene and proper nutrition and an existence devoid of stress. And the supposed science within this industry validates the need for vaccinations through correlations, of a fabricated collection of values made huge, an equation, a construct, eliminating what does not allow the presentation of a product, made by the hands of men, for profit through creating a limited picture of lack and then a supposed solution.
Yet, when this product suggests correlations within causing problems, such as vaccine deaths and no efficacy within the stopping the disease - even to the point of further promotion of repeated vaccinations - an act within itself that actually says loud and clear that vaccines do not in fact work- the answer given is that correlation does not mean causation. Yet, this is what the science is based on. It is like saying , “ I can measure but you cannot”, and what is it that does the measuring? The hands of men. I do not see any invisible hand in this anywhere, do you?
This is the voice of a forked tongue, and nothing else. and that tongue, has been forked for so long it does not even see itself as forked. So blinded within greed and profit, it conceptually probably actually believes that it can use statements, as correlation suggests causation on the one hand, and argue opposition as correlation does not suggest causation on the other! In all common sense, what is actually going on, physically, is not being looked at. If the words can be moved around within the equation as the words, to support both sides of an argument, then something is not included, and the defense is simply to hide what is ignored. And what is presented is a distraction from what is real, here, the physical. If common sense is not what is developed, and instead values as memories of limited selected values is what is taught, as what is the ideas, beliefs and opinions recited as memory, with an invisible higher power being a guide within this limitation of insight as being in a state of no substantive awareness of what is real, then it is easy to see how the human has become separate from life, and a program of limited connection to what is real and able to be understood, the physical. Thus prevention of abuse, where no arguments of efficacy need exist, is to align ourselves with this physical world, and to develop common sense in relation with this actual tangible physical world as this is the substance of life.
Imagine a paper pusher, being told to use common sense , when all that has been learned is to move words around on pieces of paper? In effect, a paper pusher is a vendor ofmemorized equations as words, rosary in hand, filling in limited templates of xeroxed sheets, having developed a limited vocabulary necessary to fill in the slot. How can such a programmed being have any common sense when this has not been developed? And imagine telling such a program that this is what they are? It is an organic entity, buoyed by faith and hope, believing and moving through knowledge and information only, without any actual physical common sense experience. And this is what is deciding what is for the common good of the people, not to mention the plants and the animals.
Thus, a profit based system, inequality, can never work and must stop. The only solution is to become one and equal to this physical world as what is real, and to value this. To ensure that all have equal support, as life, as being as life is the value. To recognize that common sense development is the only choice, and that this must be allowed and given to all existent on this earth.
So, within myself and my nail biting.
Biting my nails, is in essence, becoming the program of separation, where I move no where, and only spin around within limited values as taught programs, as memorized morals limited by faith in an accepted invisible force when questions are not answered, or answered as “ that is the way it is”, or “ it is a mystery”, or “ it is in the ( invisible) hands of god” as the forked tongue slips in and out, dividing, distracting, separating from the physical as the real movement of life, as the substance of life, as the gift of life, here.

I notice a pattern within myself, as being this apprehension as fear of loss, as uncertainty, and then I look, and attempt to stand, yet the forked tongue speaks and I become irritated, as I have no real development within common sense, and thus know not where to go, as my intellectual framework of memories lack intellisense with the physical as the substance of life. And/or perhaps in moments I do have some common sense, but talking to a programmed accepted human and expecting immediate movement from program to common sense is where I go into irritation, when all the program is experiencing, as reaction, is a lack of computation with the physical. Where the reaction, as irritation within myself is, I cannot compute that you cannot compute. lol

Thus is equal money, to remove all the holding onto programs as separation from common sense, to support ourselves equally as life, to realize ourselves in common sense as the substance of life, as the physical. Perhaps what will be found within this, is that the physical world is a “technology” far greater than anything created by men, where the hands of men, can work in tandem with the physical and realize our ability as life to create what we dream of, a heaven as earth, one and equal.
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Sunday, July 8, 2012

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.