Back in the early 70's I had a live-in boy friend, who was a philosophy student. His father was a famous philosopher, was a Hegel expert.
Hegel, I hear, is one of the most impenetrable philosopher to me. The family, father and three sons, had regular philosophy lessons.
I am not interested in philosophy, not a debating/argumentative person, but lately I am encountering philosophical questions that are at the root of my teaching: teaching you to be in harmony with life, teaching you to live a happy life.
One of the most important questions here is what is reality, what is real, because all that unhappiness we experience comes from what is not real.
Of course, given our sensory organs and their limitations, the fact that most of reality lives in the invisible, and given our propensity for having thoughts that have emotional effect on us, we have NO IDEA what is really real what isn't.
It's not what you could see, hope to see, it is what you actually see, consciously, that define your actions and therefore your results, your thoughts, your mood...
What you see is called "occurrence" and is made up of a little bit of reality, and an awful lot of words.
Words that explain, words that interpret, words that give meaning of what is actually happening: reality.
What is Reality? Collective hunch at best, but we can define it in a funky way: everything that a just arrived Martian can see! Then stick to that definition, like the seasoned umpire sticks to his... I'll explain it later...
If I set out a caption contest, everyone would give me a different caption, depending on what they see. And you don't see things as they are (reality), you see them as YOU are... full of meaning, interpretation, drama, emotions, full of hot air. Reality is simple, a woman standing by the railing of a bridge... or maybe a balcony. No words, no emotions.
This is the job the Playground is about... to carefully peel away the veils (words and marker feelings = emotions) YOU add to reality to make you, ahem... miserable, for the most part.
The three umpires story needs to be told again here...
I am sitting at my computer, observing the emails I get, observing people's behavior.
It seems that the (Christian) world is disappearing into two main fantasy lands, two main unrealities: Christmas, and making cash infusion into their lives.
All horizontal plane, all hurry, all puppets on a string. All based on the unreality of lack. (I will write about this lack issue in another article... it's important, so I may even email you to let you know...)
A few years ago I made a lot of money selling my Sleep Rescue Remedy. It worked, and 80% of the buyers bought it again. All I needed to do is fill and ship bottles fast enough.
Sleep is a big problem, and unless it is solved, people are getting more and more incoherent and less and less brilliant, less and less able to contain their anger, frustration, fear, anxiety, or desires...
Sleep is a lot like eating: people are unwilling to be disciplined about it, and they pay the price. A big price.
But it is a potentially big money maker.
So why am I not pursuing it? After all making money is good, right?
My answer even surprised me: because it is boring.
This morning I am looking at the tremendous difference between high vibration and low vibration. My head is spinning... wow.
One can say, that vibration is a number that measures how much of reality you see accurately.
What you see, of course, depends on what you know, what you can distinguish from everything else... accurately.
What you see, of course, depends on where you are when you are looking. How high, and how wide and how deep you look.
and what you see, of course depends on what you'll consider as relevant... we'll consider this your grounds of being.
and lastly, what you see will depend on your attitude aka what is driving the looking.
All these, of course, are nearly invisible for the looker. the person whose vibration we measure...
I am saying "nearly invisible" because unless you pay attention to what you see, to where you are looking from, to what you consider relevant and to what is your attitude... these factors are unconscious and therefore not seen. Invisible. Continue reading "What you crave is experiences…"