The mind is the stupid part of you…

Your mind, your stupid part, has no direct knowledge about reality. It has no concern, no regard to reality... It has in it what the memes have programmed it to have... 1% reality, 99% b.s. And your mind is, therefore, your worst friend. It is killing YOU and it is killing your life... sometimes slowly, sometimes really fast. 1

Every Tuesday I read my email to find my weekly horoscope, and here it goes... again. Setting a context for my life, a context I could have never dreamed up myself... Rob Brezsny and his weekly horoscopes I would not want to miss. Continue reading "The mind is the stupid part of you…"

Success secret: experimentation

If you find that your life, your oceanliner that is stuck in a tight bay isn't turning around, this article will teach you something that the knowing of can make a difference.

Remember, when life isn't working as you expected, there is something that you didn't know... and it is always in the invisible realm of reality... And so is with this one.

As I said before, ess, evolutionary stable strategy, is where humanity finds itself, where you personally find yourself, and when you muscle test anything, it is ess, aka the selfish gene is what answers your question... unless you muscletest while connected to a higher-than-the-genes consciousness.

OK, that was quite a mouthful. Sorry about that...

Wherever you are in life, in any area of your life, you are in ess. In ess your actions, your ideas, your advisement will come from a "source" that wants to maintain that ess... If you are fat... then maintain being fat. If you are inactive, then maintain inactivity. If you are always engaging in bombastic dreams, then maintain that... engaging in bombastic dreams.

If you act in life like you already know what you need to know, then ess wants to maintain that. If you read, then maintain reading, if you don't, then maintain not reading. Continue reading "Success secret: experimentation"

Do you still live in a 20-30-40-50 year old story? Drama? Tragedy? Then you haven’t lived yet!

do you live in the drama?I was just sent this story on Medium. 13 thousand people clapped. No place to show negative clap... hm. interesting.

The writing is from a woman who had her ass grabbed by Nobel Prize winning author, Elie Wiesel 28 years ago.

She, now, 28 years later, writes a looong article, and people are clapping.

She jumped on the bandwagon of sexual harassment finger pointers.

But, Sophie, what does this have to do with the price of tea in China? Everything.

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Guidance, oracle… the final interpretation is up to you

It's Tuesday and Rob Brezsny's syndicated horoscopes landed in my inbox.

I read mine, and my blood turned cold.

VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22): In the coming weeks, you might want to read the last few pages of a book before you decide to actually dive in and devour the whole thing. I also suggest you take what I just said as a useful metaphor to apply in other areas. In general, it might be wise to surmise the probable outcomes of games, adventures, and experiments before you get totally involved. Try this fun exercise: Imagine you are a psychic prophet as you evaluate the long-range prospects of any influences that are vying to play a role in your future.

Fear. Fear that I am working on something that is going to turn out not what I want.

Very scary... in spite of the fact that I experiment all the time. That I rarely make a binding commitment to any path until it is already bringing its results.

I don't set goals... and don't commit to outcomes.

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On depression: I think I nailed it

On depression: being not at the right place, not in the right environment, not doing the right thing, not being the right one.

Depression is and has been the marker of my road... like the fields on the side of the road mark out the road.

Inevitably oftentimes the road leads into the field, or the field creeps into the road... and a depressed mood, a hopelessness, a futility starts mixing into my life.

It is hard to sleep, or hard to get up, or both.

Nothing changed and everything changed.

I have been watching it with curiosity mixed with worry... it is not pleasant to be depressed.

But today curiosity won out: I stopped worrying about death.

In this article am going to allow Source to guide me to know more, to allow me to be the captain of my ship more...
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You can’t fix being human

lying-to-continueYou can’t fix being human

..that is one of the disappointing things you learn when you do work with me. I won't feed you balooney like "you are a spiritual being having a human experience..." and other garden variety horse manure.

The other half-sentence is just as disappointing: "you can't get out of this life alive..."

These two half-sentences address 70% of the popular delusions of humanity.

When you internalize these truly, when you start to be energized by them then your vibration will jump 50 points or more.

Download the pdf version of this article at the end of the article
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The 40 golf ball method of growing yourself and your life

the 40 golf balls method of growing yourselfHow 40 Golf Balls Can Make You a Better Entrepreneur

I found the following article on Linkedin. And I thought that publishing it, without editing it is a good idea, because the lesson the guy teaches, 1 is showing where and how you miss the ball, no pun intended, and what it is you can do to apply it to your spirituality, to adding spiritual capacities to your arsenal, to raising your vibration, to going from where you are to where you can get to.

One of my students, I'll write more about him after the golf-ball article, down the page, wrote to me last night:

He went to a comedy show with other entrepreneurs...

The comedy show was good but I don't understand any more why people have to get drunk to have a good time I forget what it's like and after 7 years of sobriety there is no desire to do it but man people become idiots I'm not judging it is just interesting I was observing people all night they came in shy then an hour later they are making asses out of themselves. The way I always look at it is I will feel good tomorrow and they are going to feel like shit so is it actually worth getting drunk when I can get high on life

When I first met this guy, he was so far from getting high on life, it's not even funny. But he actually used the 40-golfballs method, instinctively... and look where he is now
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Internet Marketing Beginnings

I had an inspiration this morning: I woke up early. I made myself a cup of tea, went back to bed, and read a little.

About an hour later I woke up from a dream of writing THIS article. Here it is, just the way it came to me in my dream:

Each great thing that was ever built started with something that had the greatness, as a potential only.

Most didn't look like the start of something great. Many times it was a comedy of errors and their correction that took someone to something big.

But, you say, we are always told to create with the big picture in mind... Oh yes, that one. I know that well. The misunderstanding of that notion has robbed me of many successes...

The misunderstanding of that principle has rendered me indecisive, unresponsive, tentative, or jumping from one sure thing to another.

Imagine if the tree thought that every seed it is producing must become a big tree... it would be so afraid of living, it would start to shrink and refuse to go to seed. The prospect of so many wasted seeds would kill the tree's aliveness and creativity.

No, greatness is a potential, dormant in every little seed, and with enough great little seeds produced, one of them may become a big tree...

Let's look at MY story.

Back in 1988 I found myself unemployed from architecture, and unemployable at the same time... don't ask me why, I won't tell.

I was spending quite a few months depressed, going to self help programs, 12-step, Werner Erhard and Associates, etc. ... barely having 3-day worth of work a month to live on.

I couldn't think of anything to do... I was too entrenched in being an architect. At some point, I did an exercise from the "What Color Is Your Parachute" and found that what I wanted to do, that caused me pleasure, is "put ink on paper and communicate."

I took it literally at the time, and thought advertising or publishing.

I didn't know much of either.

I went and apprenticed (free) with a small printer for a while, and learned some stuff, bought a letter press with some letters, wrote advertising in mail order magazines... to sell some pyramid schemes... and then when I really needed some money to earn, I wrote a letter to the two throw-away magazines in my area, asking if they had a job opening for publisher's apprentice.

One of them called and said that such a job didn't exist but I could start selling advertising. No "draw" (salary), only commission. Does that put me closer to publishing, I asked, and the guy said yes. I took the job.

I was trained by another salesperson. We visited a few stores in my town--typical advertisers in that paper. We sold 5 small ads that day. I say "we", but I think it was her. That day completed my training. Next day I walked back to the business area of my little town, and found that by the time I got there, the training salesperson had driven there and sold them, or attempted to. I had no wheels, and soon I had no hope.

I called the other magazine, and bragged that I had sold 7 ads my first week for their competitor... they were impressed. They gave me a 200 dollar advance, and a beat up car with a gas card.

I worked my butt off, sold ads, delivered magazines, partook in every office meeting, went to the printer, went to the typesetter, collected monies... two months later, I was put in charge of designing the ads and laying out the magazine. Two more months later I was offered a partnership in the magazine. Still, my best week I made $400... I didn't have many good weeks.

I worked 20 hours a day 7 days a week... I was bossy, I was certain, I was "dynamic", I was disrespectful... 5 months later I was offered the choice to resign, or... it was blackmail. I resigned. No-brainer.
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