What is choice, really? Do you ever choose? Probably not.
Choice: Selecting freely, AFTER consideration
I think, at some point in our lives we decide whether we want to be good or bad.
I decided twice. The first time I decided that somebody had to pay for my misery… and the only way to have them pay, whether they were guilty or not, is to be bad.
Then, when I learned the art and power of taking responsibility, of pulling the power to myself, I made a new decision, I decided to be on the side of good.
Continue reading “Gossip and the two wolves: good and evil.”
Whenever you feel that you are on the side of good, the side of noble, the likelihood that you are looking at the world through a narrow cone of vision, and therefore what you say is moronic, is near 100%.
Why is that? Because you are hearing everything through a socially defined, religious mostly, narrow opening in the mind… You’ll miss most of what is being said, and it doesn’t even occur to you… you are oblivious to that.
You won’t make any effort to look at how you are looking, look at the angle of the cone you are looking at, look at the filter… ask additional questions… no, you won’t do that.
Why? Because your mind says that you got the whole issue handled.
Continue reading “Good, noble, high-minded… are they the source of high vibration or moronic views?”
Somehow this article got lost… I don’t know how… it disappeared from the site… Weird. This is a “reprint”
Confessions Of An Empath
I didn’t know that the feelings I experienced weren’t only mine until a few months ago. I was 63 years old. I had never heard about the phenomenon, so I never suspected.
I had a long history of living like a phoenix… burned and crashed and then reborn from the ashes.
My Mother, the empath
I hear that the curse of being an empath is inherited, and upon further looking into the path, confirming it with muscle testing, my mother carried the cursed gene.
Did she show any signs of being empathic in ways that it would be a good thing? Not at all. Instead she showed the aspect of empaths that the unaware empath demonstrates: being the trash collector of other people’s badness.
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