How, in 20 minutes, I altered my future, and how you can do it (easy) yourself. Oh, and I also raised my vibration, noticeably.
There is a Landmark 1distinction called “Your probable, almost certain future.”
They teach it in the Advanced Course, because beginners are almost certainly not willing to look at where their lives are heading in such a certain fashion. Even advanced students lie, pretend, avoid, so they also avoid having a breakthrough.
Imagine your life being a train on laid down tracks. It’s heading towards its designated future at 100 miles an hour. You can look out the windows, you can pull down the shades, you can read, watch TV… whatever.
The only thing that effects your quality of life is your own experience of yourself. Not your opinion of yourself. Instead your EXPERIENCE of yourself. Your actions come from that self-experience, aka self-image.
Others’ reaction to you or your actions merely brings that area into focus… your experience of yourself was already there.
Admonishment and your experience of yourself. Praise and your experience of yourself
Note: I wrote this article three years ago, but it is as timely as ever… It moved me then, and it moves me today… Enjoy!
This question doesn’t sound like it could make much sense, does it? But when you find out what it means, you’ll be thrilled to know that it is the panacea, the cure for most of what ails us.
By the way, Nature’s fundamental law is: Like causes cause like effects. If something you consider “cause” doesn’t work reliably, it is not a cause, it’s an effect. Like prayer, like certain remedies, like the “Law” of attraction, like thinking positively, like placebo…
The Second Phase Activators Course just finished on Sunday, and I am working on the next course. Making decisions, creating some new stuff. And a big change: I will not allow everyone to sign up, just because they want to be in it.
There are some current students who, because of their attitude, lag behind. This creates tension in the group: I spend more time trying to unstuck the unwilling or lazy ones than actually teaching stuff. (The main unwilling attitudes ‘it’s good enough for me the way it is,’ ‘why rock the boat,’ or belligerence or even hostility/resistance are the attitudes I have been experiencing and won’t tolerate in my next courses.
These people also don’t have a big enough desire to change or even to experiment, and change and experimenting are mandatory if you want to create a shift in your life to the better.)
These feelings are like the poison that stunts growth. The rain on your parade. The gloom and doom the Dark Forces have crated to enslave all of humanity.
So, while this is happening and I need to take care of myself and my students, so we can be well, regardless, I have been reading feverishly on what we can do to not just recover but to triumph or maybe even use the energies to grow.
The technique we are experimenting is called the technique of magicians.
Of course there is no magic in it, magic and supernatural, but it sure works as if there were.
The secret is to alter “reality.”
Altering reality is not supernatural, because we don’t actually alter the real reality, only the perceived reality.
Human beings, given that we only have a limited perception of the world around us, we live in a perceived reality.
That fact is actually what causes the most trouble among people: people look at the same thing and see different things.
What we are willing and able to see is what is called our world view. It is but a 1% of what’s there.
Having a fixed world view (or view of reality) is why people live in a repetitious, predictable world: their lives seem scripted, dull, and uninteresting.
Now, please observe your reaction to what I am saying here: if you think: bs, then your basic ability and willingness to grow and shift and change your world view is missing.
You can stop reading here: you’ll hate it, don’t tell me I didn’t warn you.
On the other hand, if you catch yourself being interested, then you may have the willingness… because breaking up the tiny box of world view is a confronting thing: lots of things that you did, felt, failed at, given your world view, will come to question: most people can’t tolerate that.
But if you are willing then let me give you a brief introduction of the methods I have learned from two Russian “magicians”
We all have a default name for ourselves. We may not be consciously aware of it, but it slips out when we don’t pay attention.
Something like: Why am I so stupid? I can’t do anything right! No matter how hard I try, I never succeed. My mother ws right, I’ll never amount to anything. I am just too lazy. Nobody wants me. Nobody loves me. I am too fat, and I am never going to have fun. etc. etc. etc.
There is no escape, if you are human and have language, this is what the mind does. Gives meaning.
You are a meaning making machine. And once you know what it means, once you know who you are, your actions and your feelings are going to be consistent with who you are.
Why? Because the meaning, your thought will give you a feeling, that will make you act… and your actions will come from that gloom and doom being you call yourself.
So what can you do?
The technique is called renaming.
There are several ways of playing the renaming game, and I’ll share one with you.
My story: I was born unwanted. For whatever reason my mother didn’t want me. I came out early, underweight.
My mom didn’t want to touch me. I had a nanny that fed me my mother’s breast milk full of her hate for me: I threw up all the time, had horrible colic…
My default name is “I am the one that my mother didn’t want, and I am on borrowed time…”
I was searching my memory for something nice and warm and fuzzy with my mom, and found one incident, age around 30… my mom made black currant preserves for me. And now, as I am writing this, I recall that she brought me a dawn comforter when she came to visit in 1992.
So I made up the name: I am the one for whom my mother makes (PRESENT TENSE!) black currant preserves.
or alternately: I am the one for whom my mother brought a dawn comforter all the way from Hungary.
I still sleep with that comforter, every night, and often thank my mother for her gift.
OK, it’s fine and dandy, but what’s the use?
Well, what happened when I renamed myself? When something happens (as it always does) it happens to my new self.
So what happened is I bit into a fruit and broke my tooth. Smack in the front of my mouth.
I don’t have a car, I don’t have much money… could be a tragedy.
Instead I laughed. I called my old dentist for a referral for someone who is close to me. I got a dentist where I can walk if I want to. He called me and picked me up today, took me to the office. I will have a temporary solution by Monday. He also said not to worry about the price: we’ll work it out.
Now, how is that for a change? I have never heard of a dentist who gives rides to their patients, have you? Or a dentist, who, without being prompted, promises to work out the payments with you….
So, instead of being all miffed, and be down in the dumps, I am well, I am excited, and all is well.
This is just one of the techniques of several. The other ones are a lot more fun… lol.
It’s wonderful. And although it is written in a book, The Art of Soaring, the authors there don’t explain the technique, instead just bring examples… but I explained them to the class… so you won’t have to guess.
Hidden stuff, suppressed stuff, when it has a chance to spill out, has a tendency to reek (smell bad) and wreak havoc.
I am reading a book that heals by digging out such stuff… it doesn’t stop there, you’ll see.
Anyway, I am reading it, and obviously the mind has a tendency to dig along with the clients, dig along with what you read… no, my mind has the tendency to dig along, after all, I know the value of digging.
So, I must have dug quite a little, because I didn’t want to get up today. Then I had a digging conversation with a friend I wanted to start a business with and decided not to pursue the business. Then I read an email request for a private session outside of my schedule and the s**t hit the fan.
I felt offended, I felt violated, I was irate. After all people should ask for a time slot I have available, not something else… right?
The reaction was off the wall disproportionate to the trigger: after all I know how to say no, right? Baaaah!
Oh ho, something big got unearthed!
I dug deep in my personal history to see what this email triggered. I found tons of incidents with injustice, asking for what I didn’t want to give, or didn’t have, and accusing me of being bad, or unkind.
Most of the incidents “starred” my mother. I found myself sobbing. The incidents happened 50-60 years ago. I wrecked my brain to recall an incident that was pleasant, but each lead to another direction of horrific incidents, teachers abusing little kids, doctors fondling little kids, horror, oh horror.
Finally I found something that had no negative anything: my mom had a black currant bush in her cottage garden and she used to make me back currant preserves. Just for me. I love those: they are tart with a hint of sweetness. I haven’t had anything like that for over 30 years. Now I can call myself “the daughter for whom my mother made black currant preserves”, instead of all the horrid stuff.
It is hard to believe that a small positive memory used as a mantra can alter my relationship to abuse, abusive people, users, and such. It seems to be working. I’ll keep at it. Being personally offended is one of the most unpleasant feelings I can feel.
On another note, this whole upset thing didn’t start today.