...when someone, finally, out of the blue, comes into your life and gives you what you haven't been able to get from anyone, even though you have been trying and trying and trying... in vain.
And then you feel love. No, I mean LOVE... if I could I would make the letters as big as a house. Love. really.
You see, my soul correction, "Forget Thyself" instructs me to listen to someone smarter than me, so I don't have to learn everything the hard way, but, of course, listening to the instructions is not part of my soul correction, in fact the opposite of it.
Cultural or systemic values. 80% of people see those. They are different culture by culture. But most of them are universal... meaning they are in all cultures... These values are binary, like an on/off switch.These are the "two drawers" the book The Art of Hunting Humans talks about, loser/winner, sad/happy, good/bad, useful/useless, smart/stupid, right/wrong, etc.
The second tear is the value, extrinsic value, the use value humans place on things: they are personal values, mostly... They are closer to what people pay for, with money or reciprocation: tasty (food), a nice conversation (companionship), useful, interesting, beneficial, etc.A bowl of soup, a wedding ring, a Thanksgiving dinner, a nice conversation...Anything will have, albeit not acknowledged, not noticed value on all three levels.
The third level is the godlike level, the intrinsic level, and most people don't notice it, don't value it, don't provide it... Even if they know the words... but they are like appreciation: you can say the word as much as you want, the word does not create appreciation, the capacity creates the being.The capacity of appreciation is, like everything in reality, can be expressed in percentages... capacity not on is zero, fully open is 100.
It is one thing to appreciate the obvious, and quite another thing to appreciate what is not obvious... because in the moment it is not visible yet where the value is, or it doesn't FEEL GOOD...
The consolation prize you get, instead of a rich and fulfilling life
We all have it... unnoticed, unidentified, undistinguished, sneaking past your conscious awareness, the strings that make you a puppet on a string, robbing you of your life, using it for its own purposes... laughing at you. I can hear the laugh.
The racket. The insidious, ubiquitous racket.
It is a machine... and it is powered by an unfulfilled and unfillable desire, I call The Itch... the itch that cannot be scratched.
When you blame other people... When bad things always happen to you... When you won't be happy unless... When winning is the goal...
Why is it that some people consistently choose being right... when the question is being right or being happy?
The underlying dynamic is invisible to the naked eye. It is like an iceberg: only tiny bit of it is showing, and the bulk of the iceberg is under the water level, waiting for your life to kill it... like an iceberg sunk the mighty Titanic.
I am sitting here. In a few hours I have a brainstorming call with a student of mine, who is, who has been, who is proving to be impossible to train... and I am scared and angry.
This article is the process in which I change my context for the call, so I can make a difference... or not... Inside the current context all I can do is yell... Not what I want my life to be. So, here we go...
Useless vs Priceless
Or said in another way: are you the solution or are you the problem?
As I am teaching the invisible dynamics, I go every day and dig up older recordings...
This one is brilliant. It deals with the complaint activated dynamic, called racket. But the racket in this recording is "special"... it points to why your life is so empty, and why, it seems, nothing that you do fills it up with life...
I don't think I have ever really distinguished the difference between these two similar sounding activities... so it's time.
As usual, I had to distinguish the difference for myself... the hard way.
I almost didn't make it...
My strength deteriorated to the degree that I was having heart pain and exhaustion from just going from one end of the apartment to the other... So I started to mentally prepare myself to meet my maker, so to say.