Often anything can kick you into the horizontal plane 1 . I got kicked into it... the horizontal plane, and now I am working my way off... it is not that easy. I can't even connect to muscle test... the horizontal plane is sticky. It wants you, all of you. It eats your life for breakfast.
Let me explain: Humanity (you!) lives on the horizontal plane at this stage of evolution. It is both the starting point and the end state...
On the horizontal plane everything is about comparison. More, better, different...
I had a one-on-one session with a student yesterday.
Sometimes I notice something "out"... something that doesn't fit the picture, and just like a good detective, I latch onto it, and watch it, and if I can, I use it to unravel the mystery someone's life is.
But sometimes it takes a while to really identify what it is that doesn't fit... it is just a hunch, it is just a feeling... like the faint scent of death for a search dog...
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You live in a world of your own design... Time to reinvent yourself as someone you can love
Your own design is like a filter you look through. You can't see the filter, just like you don't see the window unless you touch it...
A filter is like a pair of glasses...
A filter is also like a pair of glasses... They can be dark tinted, they can be yellow, green... and the world occurs differently with each pair of glasses. You can't see that it's the glasses that make the world look the way the world looks to you... unless you can take it off...
You can see only the ripples. The indication that there is something there...
It's the ripples that we don't like... we don't like the things we do, the things we think, the things we feel. We want to change the ripples. But the ripples are the surface of the iceberg... hidden, invisible...
But you can't change something that you don't know. You can't change something that you don't see.
We all want to reinvent ourselves, our world. Because what we have now is not working too well, not serving us too well. We can't have what we want, and we suffer.
I have decided to re-read the Feelings book, and this time make it a study, memorize the names of the different needs, take a more earnest approach to learning the "language" of the machine that is need-based.
I am feeling a mix of fear and excitement. where? in my stomach, expanding to my chest.
My plan is to read/study the book is to study it at the beginning of my evening reading session for about 10 minutes, and then switch to my "other" book... whatever book I am reading in the evening at the time... currently it is "Curious" by Ian Leslie.
I am reading Curious for the second time, and this time it is, given the chance, going to change something in me and consequently in how I teach, how i guide, and what I expect YOU to do.
It takes more than just insights, or reading, or listening to audios to become a fully equipped person who can live the good life. But what is the fundamental missing piece that so darn few ever benefit from in ANY of the activities they undertake?
With life spent in cars and buildings, our eyes stopped looking and assessing our environments. And with smart phones and computers, our eyes became like stationary search beams, not seeing anything outside of the beam...
But more importantly: out of sight - out of mind: the brain does not connect what you see with anything... nothing is ever written on your brain's hard drive... only into its RAM... and once you look away, it all disappears...
As I have written before, the book I am reading now is the Metaskills.
The author is a designer, and looks at life through a designer's glasses.
The article "You live in a world of your own design" is one of the favorite articles on my site. People want to design their lives.
The popularity of the program, Mind Movies builds on that desire to design... but the requirements for design are not there, not there for 99.99% of humanity... What is there is something else, something that doesn't allow for design.
I woke up this morning. I said the date, out loud, in Hungarian (my last dream before waking up was in Hungarian) and the sound of the words took me to a soul-searching.
I said (in Hungarian), Happy New Year Miss Benshitta... and it hit me, that I would be an old maid, a spinster in Hungary... ugh... would it have forced me to get married and become swallowed up by another's life?
Had I stayed in Hungary... I probably would have continued working as an architect. I probably would have never done the steps that would have taken me through all the steps one has to take to reach and walk a different path.
You can't catch what you don't see; do you keep them sacred like a great white tiger?
I was wondering what I should write about today.
I have half a dozen half written posts, but what should I write about today?
Then, as I was doing some energy work on myself, it came to me.
I have a young friend, he is about 4. He is my chiropractor's son, he lives in Baltimore with his mother, but for about a week every month he is in Syracuse, and I always make it a point to spend a few hours with him.
Today was the day, and we were playing, and singing, and laughing. He goes to school, and he had learned a lot of new songs, so he was singing a lot today. One of the songs was "You can't catch what you don't see"