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In order, for you, to connect and express YOUR Intangible Voice of Motivation, which is nothing less than your individual Soul’s Assignment, you must first want to discover the obscurely veiled talents, gifts and abilities that lie repressed in you. Then, after acknowledging and agreeing that you are ready to receive the ‘pool of work’ attached, you must also agree to volunteer the time, effort, inclination, interest and experience required to explore, expose and use these gifts for your benefit and pleasure. This will certainly involve a different, more acutely defined way of interacting with yourself, dreams, relationships, work, and environment. Second, you must need to fulfill an undeniable longing that won’t be quieted any other way and third, you must actively participate in the responsibility of the excavation of the sacred revelations revealed. Although the information will seem very personal, it is cosmic in nature, and intricately linked to everything else that exists. It is what is sometimes referred to as esoteric (hidden) information. It is written: “those who seek me diligently will find me.” No doubt, there is a Distinct Voice that governs and leads you at all times, selecting for you pertinent experiences in life without your conscious knowledge or consent. This Divine Voice has often been referred to as your conscience, soul, sub-conscience or spirit. One Revolutionary Master of old referred to it as the “HOLY Spirit’ who would guide and direct you in all truth. “IT” is abstract in nature, due to the fact of the mysterious nature in which it works. Unbeknown to you, this ‘STILL SMALL VOICE’ operates at all times without error, drawing to you those things, places, people and occurrences that will aid and challenge you in your daily walk. No rhyme or reason affects the disposition of this never changing Distinct Voice. Without relent, “IT” steadily, unwaveringly, constantly, untiringly and regularly sends you pertinent messages through all sorts of viable means. {Be they pleasant or unpleasant} Some people are able to drown out {or, at least turn down} the innate messages being delivered by turning up the volume of the presumed ‘voice of distraction’ in their present lives. However, these so called chaotic events, {though they may seem to be disconnected from the, still small voice, along with the people and circumstances that surround them} are necessary for your personal growth and evolvement and in no wise contradict your personal revered journey. No matter how much you would like to argue in defense of your present situation, you need to at least be open to the idea that everything happens for a Divine Reason of which you are totally unaware. You must come to realize that the Soul’s Voice will not be silenced for that Voice is the singular defining aspect of your life. Although, the ‘still small voice’ is always in operation, filling you with complete blessed assurance that everything is perfectly in order, you are more than likely not able to relate to, much less integrate, the relevance of the cohesive situation’s message being offered at the time. This fact is especially noted when the circumstances are either filled with heartbreaking pain, betrayal, infidelity, abandonment, confusion, despair, depression, abuse or unexpected disappointment. Other such debilitating circumstances are those labeled depravity, rejection, and/or corruption. Many bewildering things happen in the run of a day that you do not readily understand or comprehend. “That’s the nature of the beast,” or so they say. But the truth is: things happen for reasons you can’t see, appreciate or possibly understand at the moment they occur. And more often than not, you are left wondering “What does/did that mean? Why did that happen to me?”
In order to know, you will have to shift gears in your thinking and processing faculty. It’s all a matter of ‘making sense’ out of the non-linear puzzle! Yes, I said non-linear. Nothing happens in a straight line; all of life takes place zig-zaggedly. You will need to suspend the idea that you already know the outcome of any predisposed circumstance IF you are going to make any advancement in comprehension (consciousness). That sentence is worth repeating: you must eliminate the well ingrained notion that you can … “see what is going on beforehand.” You can’t. We none can. There are indisputable ways of tapping into, connecting and ‘making sense’ of those seemingly disjointed and fragmented parts of the personal ‘human’ puzzle that lay before us each hour. But, it requires patience, the greatest of all virtues. What else do you have to do? Pay Attention. You must consciously bring awareness to your everyday walk. That’s precisely what Cosmic Therapy is all about: learning how to remember to be acutely aware of yourself in your surroundings. You can not continue to jump to conclusions and automatically assume that something you may have seen or done a 1000 times before is insignificant. You can not simply dismiss an event or person as unimportant or irrelevant simply because you have grown accustomed to the face or idea. And, just as meaningful, you absolutely can not dismiss another for his/her actions simply because they are something you are not comfortable with, used to, or do not appeal to you. {Some of life’s most significant messages are brought about by so called ‘indecent’ “improper” and “shocking” messengers.} Furthermore, you can not continue to whine, moan, bitch and complain because you believe you got the short of the stick and/or how somebody did you so wrong. Boo Hoo! Everybody’s got a story, so what? That’s the quicksand. You have grown too comfortable and complacent. You have become so bored with your life that you’ve begun to invent dramatic scenarios to engage your restless mind for awhile. It only works for the short term. There is so much more taking place in you and around you that you are not able to appreciate and absorb. The Voice of your incomparable Soul, who continually, without fail, sends you tangible little reminders, promptings and inner messages for your contemplation never, sleeps. But, you must be awake enough to see, hear, feel, taste and experience the authenticity of them. These Divine messages are always the “IT” behind the apparent ‘scene in operation’; not the obvious but the what ‘else’ that’s going down. You want the Real Deal? Then get quiet, slow down, stop and observe yourself this moment. What are you feeling and where are you feeling it at? What color shirt, blouse, sweater do you have on? Take, for example: what is standing directly behind you? [Four feet, ten feet, 40 feet?] Put these items in a sequential sentence. I know it sounds ludicrous, but just do it. And, don’t forget No One possesses the insight/ability to be able to or can decipher the applicable message for you {including me}.
That’s your job. But, I will reiterate, whatever it is that surrounds you is vitally important to your individual life and interpersonal activities at this moment in time. Write them off, IF you choose to, that’s your business. But, if you are serious about connecting with the divine center in which the Intangible Voice of Motivation resides, you will have to become PRESENT in your affairs. In whatever way convenient and natural for you, start observing the things (sights, scents, sounds, sensations, and flavors) going on in and around you at all times. You possess a divine intent that responds very well to games. The more entertaining, the better it responds.
It’s all about sheer pleasure. What are you passionate about? What truly interests you? Not for what you get from it but simply because you enjoy doing it? Use your life as a game in the way much like a personality-awakening artistic experiment. Without giving conscious thought, preference or notable reason, check the position and temperature of your feet. What kind of shoes do you have on? Where did you purchase them? Why? What was going on that day with you? IF, you follow this through faithfully, an esoteric message pertinent to you at this VERY instant will be immediately revealed. You, nor I, have any logical explanation as to why or how these things work. Have fun with it! You decide what objects to select for observation at any given time. That’s all part of the fantastic mystery of your particular Soul speaking directly to you in some way beyond my intellectual capacity to speculate. You may respond by saying, “I’ll choose things I like because that’s just how I am. And, I’m so lazy, I won’t keep it up.” OKAY but, that’s NOT the real motivating factor behind your decision, at all. Nor is it the point! The point is for you to simply select at random any item of interest, at any time IT occurs to you, no matter what you think the reason to be for your choice or occasion. Don’t force yourself to try to dissect and analyze the ‘supposed’ reason for your selection. Simply allow {by giving enough space in your preconceived thoughts} for the blatant realization to surface. In time, you will be able to discover and revel in the marvel of how ALL things are interrelated and connected. So, now it’s up to you. Have a blast with it! It’s a cosmic kind of therapy; entertaining, enlightening and fun, too.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Art: The Sacred Sexual Creative Instinct!
ART, the sexually imbued creative instinct, instilled liberally in man, is that inescapable incomprehensibly undomesticated part of our nature which allows no imitation but reminds us constantly that, "unless we find and express our natural and convenient original sacred artistic heritage, we will never be satisfied". With an incessant mocking inner voice, taunting and accusing, we try every available outer distraction and apparent entertainment to gratify but to no avail. Nothing will but sheer artistic authenticity will satisfy. We know instinctively we will not be released from the constant nagging dull headaches, restless sleepless nights and consuming crankiness until our soul's mistress is wooed, acknowledged and articulated. Her vacillating ways are unmistakably capricious, ruthless, and completely unforgivable. Her ever pervading impetuous spastic force of unconquerable ingenious surges demands the last breath of our undivided attention and every ounce of our solicitous blood's respect without recompense. She invades without warning or invitation. She wields her unyielding hypnotically embellished artistic power, injecting into our minds irresistible passion in our veins as our hands beg for expression. Willing bones in our fingers plead/weep for discharge to carry out the work as she so disinterestedly demands. Nobody's concubine: Her first name is Passion; Her last Execution. Art weaves the omnipotent emotional indulgent fiber into the deflated human being operating as the unduly masked ill-defined impetus that drives him/her mad. Elusive innate disproportionately placed motivation lulls, lures, caresses, invites, snares, beguiles, woos, pampers, intrigues, seduces and then impartially destroys what is left of the fragile pride ridden self-image. Hopelessly obsessed by her intoxicating pleasure filled fragrance, driven into realms of unimaginable ecstasy, shattered into filaments of inexpressible delight while never being able to embrace, much less tame, the torridly wild fire she ignites. We, as artists, are impoverished and embellished by her effervescent prodigality. Incapable of retaining her, we teeter on the brink of insanity hoping for a mere glance of recognition. ART selects as it will, establishes, provokes, and maintains an intoxicatingly feverish impudent game of tease, all the while (day/night) running rampant though the unfathomable recesses of our minds according to her whims and fancies. She is incapable of being coerced, subdued or spoiled. Completely unmanageable, she's subversively fickle and will not tolerate being domesticated. What she, at times, coyly allows us to imagine through her, we form into pervasive existence. Nothing lies outside the boundaries of ART. She reigns supreme. Not one invisible speck of dust is without having been penetrated {inhaled and exhaled} by artistic creation. From the ordinary to the sublime, we are all submerged in the multifaceted sensual arms of ART. Sensually caressed and mesmerizingly enveloped by her loving embrace, we sense the erotic beating of "ecstasy's exclaim', eager, willing, subdued; we silently smile submitting to soul's surrender, knowing fully she will do with us as she wills, anyway she wills.
Let us make known and celebrate the undeniable fact: all human beings are indeed, artists. No matter if you immediately agree with me or not, {as to whether you fall in this revered category} at this point, I ask to you to keep your mind open as we travel together down the path of artistic unveiling. I reiterate: You are first and foremost an artist whether you recognize this fact or not. Every move and gesture you attempt is artistic in nature. Just think about the amount of variegated variance in the personal tastes you possess. You are motivated to style your hair a certain way. You arrange your clothes in a definitely distinctive preferred selected style. You drive a specific car for reasons catered and designed to your personal taste, needs and finances. The intimate relationship you deem acceptable, places you live, the people you associate with, the job you have, the music, food and furnishings you possess were also decided upon by you according to your own individualistic artistic inclinations. You like certain colors, fabrics, styles, and designs. Others you turn away from because they are not to your liking'. Even something as simple as the coffee cup you drink out of, the toothbrush you own, the hair brush you use, represent the evidence that you are an artist. You create and preserve a certain artistic expression in all of your surroundings. You are engulfed with an array of distinct colorful ways that say as much about you as is possible barring the time, effort and money you put into it. The way you talk, write, walk, glint in your eyes, fluidness in the parting of your lips, the way you make gestures with your hands and body, the menu, the movies and instruments you enjoy represent yet again your creative nature. Whether you like animals, the outdoors, the gym, dancing, singing, drawing, building, politics, the medical field, or Criminal Justice etc.; you are constantly painting the diverse picture of your unique life.
At the same time you are building your artistic paradise, you are inundated with preconceived ideas and notions of what you suppose to be "good and bad" art. Up until this time, you may have quickly judged and condemned respectable artistic renderings in ignorance or you may, just as easily praised and worshiped certain art, believing you could never master such skillful techniques, application and demonstration. Possibly, you did not recognize or appreciate the supreme splendor of divine edification offered in the ordinary empty carton of milk, the top ripped entirely too wide, covered with pellets of borrowed squeezed ketchup tossed capsized in the bottom of a battered army green thirty gallon rubber trash can. Or the upturned rusted badly faded wheel-less red tricycle, buried nose deep on its left side puncturing the metal rod in the debris strewn yard, handlebars enwrapped under a fragmented blue plastic child's grass mildewed swimming pool. These are just a few of the basic ephemeral artistic renderings filling your creatively induced world. Discover it for yourself. Draw, paint, chisel or mold your way through the maze of your own making.
The world is occupied with hustling, bustling, rustling neglected anonymous representations of endearing artful masterpieces comprised by unknown artists. These artists depict their worlds, lives and universes through unparalleled installations, they humbly develop and produce. Some of these artists are not conscious of the merit of their work, because they are too embarrassed or insecure to display it. They have been inadvertently conditioned to believe that only certain kinds of Art make it or are worthy to be critiqued and commented upon. But true ART is never buried. It shouts its unsurpassed unappreciated or acknowledged glory in the sun for all to witness. It does it bow or cower to the vainglorious opinions of ostentatious men. It reeks of desolate attempts to say what can not be uttered any other way. ART demands our unfledged reaction and naked response. The artist willfully exploits himself so that he may convey something of value to him. Genuine ART will not be duplicated. Nor will the artist be mocked, influenced or swayed by popular opinion. Preferences and distinctions create separation. Separation births placidity in the soul. The human being may deem himself and his life worthless and meaningless because he does not recognize the brilliant effervescent artistic talent that permeates him. Everything is ART. Creation itself is ART. Not a jot or tittle is refused. Man's innermost desire is to create and express his creation. {The definition of connection and meaningful communication.} This connection is made by and through unimpeded artistic attempts. We have overlooked the abundance of ART that constitutes our lives. More importantly, we have disavowed the artists who produce the simple things; we so easily take for granted. I have heard it stated: He/she simply doesn't have an eye for accurate art'. But, pray tell me, does not one man's eye work in the same manner as another. Can he not see the sheer beauty in what is produced as compost? Elimination is the key, the key to unblocking all debilitating ideas on what composes worthy and unworthy art.
Take a second to look at the ordinary (which in fact is the extraordinary) things that interpolate our world on a daily basis. By becoming more aware of the various schemes, colors, and patterns, we choose, and reject, you may come to realize just how very artistic you really are. You may even stumble vicariously into that part of yourself which lies repressed, waiting for excavation; liberated expression. Construct your personal way/method of excavation into the deepest parts of your concealed soul so that you may reveal to yourself definite hidden artistic truths. {Embarrassment usually bars the door.} Just like a seed planted in the ground: what has been concealed must by universal law be revealed.
Let us make known and celebrate the undeniable fact: all human beings are indeed, artists. No matter if you immediately agree with me or not, {as to whether you fall in this revered category} at this point, I ask to you to keep your mind open as we travel together down the path of artistic unveiling. I reiterate: You are first and foremost an artist whether you recognize this fact or not. Every move and gesture you attempt is artistic in nature. Just think about the amount of variegated variance in the personal tastes you possess. You are motivated to style your hair a certain way. You arrange your clothes in a definitely distinctive preferred selected style. You drive a specific car for reasons catered and designed to your personal taste, needs and finances. The intimate relationship you deem acceptable, places you live, the people you associate with, the job you have, the music, food and furnishings you possess were also decided upon by you according to your own individualistic artistic inclinations. You like certain colors, fabrics, styles, and designs. Others you turn away from because they are not to your liking'. Even something as simple as the coffee cup you drink out of, the toothbrush you own, the hair brush you use, represent the evidence that you are an artist. You create and preserve a certain artistic expression in all of your surroundings. You are engulfed with an array of distinct colorful ways that say as much about you as is possible barring the time, effort and money you put into it. The way you talk, write, walk, glint in your eyes, fluidness in the parting of your lips, the way you make gestures with your hands and body, the menu, the movies and instruments you enjoy represent yet again your creative nature. Whether you like animals, the outdoors, the gym, dancing, singing, drawing, building, politics, the medical field, or Criminal Justice etc.; you are constantly painting the diverse picture of your unique life.
At the same time you are building your artistic paradise, you are inundated with preconceived ideas and notions of what you suppose to be "good and bad" art. Up until this time, you may have quickly judged and condemned respectable artistic renderings in ignorance or you may, just as easily praised and worshiped certain art, believing you could never master such skillful techniques, application and demonstration. Possibly, you did not recognize or appreciate the supreme splendor of divine edification offered in the ordinary empty carton of milk, the top ripped entirely too wide, covered with pellets of borrowed squeezed ketchup tossed capsized in the bottom of a battered army green thirty gallon rubber trash can. Or the upturned rusted badly faded wheel-less red tricycle, buried nose deep on its left side puncturing the metal rod in the debris strewn yard, handlebars enwrapped under a fragmented blue plastic child's grass mildewed swimming pool. These are just a few of the basic ephemeral artistic renderings filling your creatively induced world. Discover it for yourself. Draw, paint, chisel or mold your way through the maze of your own making.
The world is occupied with hustling, bustling, rustling neglected anonymous representations of endearing artful masterpieces comprised by unknown artists. These artists depict their worlds, lives and universes through unparalleled installations, they humbly develop and produce. Some of these artists are not conscious of the merit of their work, because they are too embarrassed or insecure to display it. They have been inadvertently conditioned to believe that only certain kinds of Art make it or are worthy to be critiqued and commented upon. But true ART is never buried. It shouts its unsurpassed unappreciated or acknowledged glory in the sun for all to witness. It does it bow or cower to the vainglorious opinions of ostentatious men. It reeks of desolate attempts to say what can not be uttered any other way. ART demands our unfledged reaction and naked response. The artist willfully exploits himself so that he may convey something of value to him. Genuine ART will not be duplicated. Nor will the artist be mocked, influenced or swayed by popular opinion. Preferences and distinctions create separation. Separation births placidity in the soul. The human being may deem himself and his life worthless and meaningless because he does not recognize the brilliant effervescent artistic talent that permeates him. Everything is ART. Creation itself is ART. Not a jot or tittle is refused. Man's innermost desire is to create and express his creation. {The definition of connection and meaningful communication.} This connection is made by and through unimpeded artistic attempts. We have overlooked the abundance of ART that constitutes our lives. More importantly, we have disavowed the artists who produce the simple things; we so easily take for granted. I have heard it stated: He/she simply doesn't have an eye for accurate art'. But, pray tell me, does not one man's eye work in the same manner as another. Can he not see the sheer beauty in what is produced as compost? Elimination is the key, the key to unblocking all debilitating ideas on what composes worthy and unworthy art.
Take a second to look at the ordinary (which in fact is the extraordinary) things that interpolate our world on a daily basis. By becoming more aware of the various schemes, colors, and patterns, we choose, and reject, you may come to realize just how very artistic you really are. You may even stumble vicariously into that part of yourself which lies repressed, waiting for excavation; liberated expression. Construct your personal way/method of excavation into the deepest parts of your concealed soul so that you may reveal to yourself definite hidden artistic truths. {Embarrassment usually bars the door.} Just like a seed planted in the ground: what has been concealed must by universal law be revealed.
You Are My Only Love
You Are My Only Love
You are my only love,
The one I live and breathe for,
If I didn't have you in my world,
I don't think I could make it one day more.
Verse: On the day we met, I felt such a thrill
My mind exploded, my heart stood still
When you looked at me in that sexy way
I know I'll never recover from that sweet day
Verse: I remember all the happy times we've known
When you're not here I just sit and moan
How can it be I'm such a lucky guy
Sometimes I laugh so hard it makes me cry
Verse: People talk about all the things they want
But I don't need a thing drinking from your font
I'm so high on life because you love me
Life don't get no better than this actually
Bridge: I'll never do you wrong, girl
It ain't written in the stars
Our love is like a spaceship
Let me fly you up to mars
Tag: No if I didn't have you in my world
I don't think I could make it one day more
http://www.associatedcontent.comaudio/6654/you_are_my_only_love.html
You are my only love,
The one I live and breathe for,
If I didn't have you in my world,
I don't think I could make it one day more.
Verse: On the day we met, I felt such a thrill
My mind exploded, my heart stood still
When you looked at me in that sexy way
I know I'll never recover from that sweet day
Verse: I remember all the happy times we've known
When you're not here I just sit and moan
How can it be I'm such a lucky guy
Sometimes I laugh so hard it makes me cry
Verse: People talk about all the things they want
But I don't need a thing drinking from your font
I'm so high on life because you love me
Life don't get no better than this actually
Bridge: I'll never do you wrong, girl
It ain't written in the stars
Our love is like a spaceship
Let me fly you up to mars
Tag: No if I didn't have you in my world
I don't think I could make it one day more
http://www.associatedcontent.comaudio/6654/you_are_my_only_love.html
Can't Teach Those that Need to Be Taught
"Can't Teach Those that Need to Be Taught"
Each person, born with indestructible entertaining artistic gifts, is charged with the revered responsibility of using them for a specifically designed cosmic destiny of worthwhile merit.
http://www.associatedcontent.comarticle/1415360/cant_teach_those_that_need_to_be_taught.html
Each person, born with indestructible entertaining artistic gifts, is charged with the revered responsibility of using them for a specifically designed cosmic destiny of worthwhile merit.
http://www.associatedcontent.comarticle/1415360/cant_teach_those_that_need_to_be_taught.html
Can't Teach Those that Need to Be Taught
"Can't Teach Those that Need to Be Taught"
Each person, born with indestructible entertaining artistic gifts, is charged with the revered responsibility of using them for a specifically designed cosmic destiny of worthwhile merit.
http://www.associatedcontent.comarticle/1415360/cant_teach_those_that_need_to_be_taught.html
Each person, born with indestructible entertaining artistic gifts, is charged with the revered responsibility of using them for a specifically designed cosmic destiny of worthwhile merit.
http://www.associatedcontent.comarticle/1415360/cant_teach_those_that_need_to_be_taught.html
Friday, February 6, 2009
You Are My Only Love
Love song submitted for Valentine's Day to Associated Content, accepted and published! Great!! Give it a listen!!! Thanks!http://www.associatedcontent.com/audio/6654/you_are_my_only_love.html?cat=33
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Don't Let Your Eyes Betray You
In another dimension of the parallel universe, we may be supplied with the perplexing answers we so earnestly seek the instant we need them. Or, we might not stumble when we doubt ourselves or the outcome of our actions when attempting to accomplish various highly sought after goals and aspirations. We certainly would never be in a ‘financial bind’ nor be worried sick over bills, unexpected expenses, or ‘having the money’ should we need it for ourselves or our loved ones in cases of emergency. We would be more actively and intimately involved with the ones we say we love, “MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD”. And, they would reciprocate by tenderly showing these adoring and supporting emotions at THE times when it definitely mattered the most. We would never be frightened, depressed or paranoid regarding our inadequacies and shortcomings. We wouldn’t feel pressured by the need to compete or compare, nor would we entertain thoughts of jealousy or envy of another’s good fortune, looks, bank account, status or intelligence. We absolutely wouldn’t walk around mad with a huge chip on our shoulders ‘mulling’ and ‘fuming’ over and over in minds all the times we feel we’ve been cheated, lied to, betrayed, done wrong or got the short end of the stick. No amount of negativity would be able to enter our minds at any level, especially thoughts of being undervalued and overlooked. We would always be assured that we were appreciated, respected and acknowledged for the unique talents we possess. Self pity would never be able to find a comfortable spot in our lives re-enforcing the incessant qualm: “you aint good enough”, “you’ve never been good enough” and “you won’t ever be good enough.” The notion that only the rich get richer and the poor get poorer would not exist. The idea of how beautiful, strong, intelligent or funny we were would never even enter our self-confident and self-assured minds. And, finally we would be so deliriously happy, spiritually enriched, physically fulfilled, sexually stimulated, mentally contented, financially productive, emotionally elevated, excited to be alive, filled with an abundance of enthusiasm to live each day to the “MAX” doing only those things that we were truly and genuinely passionate about, bombarded with as much beauty, charisma, talent, gifts, intelligence, wit, humor and rewarding potential as we could possibly display be in whatever sensual, artistic and creative pursuits we so desired. Oh YEAH!!! Wouldn’t that be the life?
Well, guess what??? It is life. The one and only life that exists! And, if you are not experiencing this spontaneous passionate interactive rewarding receptively invigorating ‘give and take’ accomplished type of reality, then, even though, you may be breathing in enough air to stay alive, you are technically asleep {DEAD, maybe; even mummified}. You are literally walking around with your eyes open but incapable of seeing what’s actually taking place in the world you’re supposedly living in. You are on automatic pilot! You have become so accustomed to your surroundings and the people who inhabit your personal space that you don’t perceive them or the triumphant parts they play in the ‘story’ of your individual life. {Including, those who seem to hurt you the MOST!} Actually, what you have done, through no fault of your own, of course [you didn’t know any better] is to have created a story that is completely false in every sense of the word and because you continue to feed and fuel it, YOU believe it’s real! You honestly believe that nothing is going to change for you. You walk around in the dumps, complaining endlessly. You criticize every little thing. You’re not the least bit grateful for the small things (insignificant, to you) that are so vitally important in your magical world. MAGICAL? Yes, I did use the word magical. [Life is nothing short of magical.] The insignificant things, I am referring to are wrapped in the disguise of the disgusting, ugly, mean, hurtful, improper, deceiving, lying, disrespectful, and discourteous. Don’t let your eyes betray you. Look a little deeper. What’s really going on in your mirrored world?
You jump to conclusions far too quickly. You assign certain roles of position in either importance/significance or unimportance/insignificance and then base EVERYTHING on a predetermined memory without further exploration or investigation. You allow for no growth or error. In other words, you label EVERYTHING in your universe on various familiar levels of predetermined FIXED meaning. You interpret and analyze and discredit or exalt EVERTHING (on that basis of distorted memory built upon an emotionally biased subjective frame of reference). Because you consciously choose to ‘see the previously recorded picture’ of the person without engaging yourself presently with him/her, you never truly experience the genuine event or human being. What does that invoke? An ongoing sickening saga {soap opera} filled life of restlessness, boredom, dissatisfaction, defensiveness, critical mindset, disinterest, depression, lethargy, coupled with the undeniable unrelenting sense of foreshadowed misery that keeps you in a perpetual state of indifference declaring: “What the hell does it matter anyway?” And “Who cares?” Believe me. It matters. It’s your life we’re talking about! What you need is a new and unadulterated vision. There’s no doubt you’d like to change the way you feel and see things. You just don’t know how to go about it. Right? You want to have a clear vision without EVERYTHING being filtered through your ‘tangled up mind’ view. You realize you feel like a stranger in a strange land,; looking in the mirror asking yourself , “Who are you and how did you get into my life?”
The reason that people and events are like strangers to you is because YOU are a stranger to yourself. Yes. I said YOU are a stranger to yourself. YOU DON’T REALLY KNOW WHAT YOU WANT AND EVEN IF YOU DID, YOU WOULDN’T RECOGNIZE IT BECAUSE YOU AUTOMATTICALLY ASSUME YOU know WHAT SOMETHING IS BEFORE IT HAS AN OPPORTUNITY TO REVEAL ITSELF TO YOU. You decided somewhere along the way that you are aware of your actions, thoughts and words. Which in fact, you are not. Remember? I told you: You are asleep. Is a sleeping person aware of anything? The fact is: you are not paying attention to the still small voice inside you that waits patiently for you to recognize and respond. I’m not talking religion. I’m talking your authentic voice you so cleverly shut down years ago when it interfered with your plans of instant gratification. Your eyes became fixed on the outside. You started to believe what you saw instead of what you knew to be true for you. You have too many voices living inside your head {other people’s opinions} vying for your attention. Your eyes are constantly looking at the apparent situation you are currently engaged in while measuring it for appropriate and worthwhile merit. The problem is: you are measuring with inaccurate measuring devices. Your tools are defunct! You are looking at a camel and calling it a rooster. You don’t know the difference because your sight is too emotionally colored. When you’ve already established unwavering negative or blissful guidelines, it’s hard to see anything but what you choose to. “You’ve already made up your mind: you KNOW what color red is and nobody aint gonna tell you any different.” The problem is: there are countless multifarious shades of red, tints, of red, hues of red ….Guess what? YOU really don’t want to change your mind much less your circumstances. That’s right. You’ve grown so comfortable in your misery and depression that any other possibility of living life scares the hell out of you. So, why are you whining and complaining? It’s automatic, I told. You’re on automatic pilot. “But, Paula Andrea,” you may ask, “IF what you are saying is really true, how do I go about altering my vision, re-creating my surroundings, re-setting my barometer of choice, re-selecting another lens for better focus?” It all begins with a declaration of intent that you acknowledge clearly and purposefully that your confinement is your release. “What??? Are you out of your mind?” I thought you were going to show me the way out. I am. The only way out is in. The only way to see is to shut your eyes and mouth! Put a muzzle on it. The only way to have a potently instructive vision is to experience the opposite as truth. Stop. Observe yourself. See how much of your present life is being lived in a zombie state.
The reason your eyes are clouded over is because you really don’t want to expose yourself to the unlimited possibilities that exist right where your feet are planted. It’s impossible, you say. You tremble at the thought that to take a peak, (an improbable chance) or to believe that another layer of reality does exit for you in the midst of what you perceive as a hopeless domain would be more than you could handle. But, what if the circumstances which “LOOK SO BARREN AND UNPRODUCTIVE” are hiding the genuine keys that can and will fulfill all of your wildest and most exotic/erotic dreams? ‘Not a chance’, you say. That’s only your fear talking again. It’s letting you know, once more, how gravely disappointed in, for and with yourself you will be when it doesn’t happen for you. So, you dare not hope. Instead you continue to walk around half-blind living the life of a disconnected phoney. But, I declare to you with EVERTHING that exists in this dimension of time and space that there is no such thing as HOPE. Hope implies DOUBT. Forget hope. Don’t ask permission; just do it! Wake up!!! There is something else going on, and you should know what that something is. It is going deep inside of you. However, it requires a keen observation of watching yourself as you would study a goldfish in a tank. Not for condemnation but for relaxing surprising information. How? Over and over, repeat where your feet are currently standing and state precisely exactly what it is you are doing. Don’t say yes when you normally would. Say no. Remove the hesitations and pauses in your conversations. Say the one thing you’d never say outloud to the one person you think who would be the most disturbed by your saying it. Laugh for no reason in front of others, then, or watch yourself as you respond to their reactions. Don’t ask who’s on the phone IF it’s not for you. Don’t ask: “How is so and so?” Go find out for yourself or drop the question, altogether. Stop pretending to care about something or someone when you don’t. That’s when GENUNIE caring begins!!! And, finally stop condemning or praising yourself. Move along. You’re only sleepwalking, remember? Observing yourself, your world and the people in it takes an enormous amount of work, commitment and focus but it’s so much fun. One day, you’ll surprise yourself and WAKE UP. Then, what do you do? Ahhh…that’s another juicy topic altogether.
Well, guess what??? It is life. The one and only life that exists! And, if you are not experiencing this spontaneous passionate interactive rewarding receptively invigorating ‘give and take’ accomplished type of reality, then, even though, you may be breathing in enough air to stay alive, you are technically asleep {DEAD, maybe; even mummified}. You are literally walking around with your eyes open but incapable of seeing what’s actually taking place in the world you’re supposedly living in. You are on automatic pilot! You have become so accustomed to your surroundings and the people who inhabit your personal space that you don’t perceive them or the triumphant parts they play in the ‘story’ of your individual life. {Including, those who seem to hurt you the MOST!} Actually, what you have done, through no fault of your own, of course [you didn’t know any better] is to have created a story that is completely false in every sense of the word and because you continue to feed and fuel it, YOU believe it’s real! You honestly believe that nothing is going to change for you. You walk around in the dumps, complaining endlessly. You criticize every little thing. You’re not the least bit grateful for the small things (insignificant, to you) that are so vitally important in your magical world. MAGICAL? Yes, I did use the word magical. [Life is nothing short of magical.] The insignificant things, I am referring to are wrapped in the disguise of the disgusting, ugly, mean, hurtful, improper, deceiving, lying, disrespectful, and discourteous. Don’t let your eyes betray you. Look a little deeper. What’s really going on in your mirrored world?
You jump to conclusions far too quickly. You assign certain roles of position in either importance/significance or unimportance/insignificance and then base EVERYTHING on a predetermined memory without further exploration or investigation. You allow for no growth or error. In other words, you label EVERYTHING in your universe on various familiar levels of predetermined FIXED meaning. You interpret and analyze and discredit or exalt EVERTHING (on that basis of distorted memory built upon an emotionally biased subjective frame of reference). Because you consciously choose to ‘see the previously recorded picture’ of the person without engaging yourself presently with him/her, you never truly experience the genuine event or human being. What does that invoke? An ongoing sickening saga {soap opera} filled life of restlessness, boredom, dissatisfaction, defensiveness, critical mindset, disinterest, depression, lethargy, coupled with the undeniable unrelenting sense of foreshadowed misery that keeps you in a perpetual state of indifference declaring: “What the hell does it matter anyway?” And “Who cares?” Believe me. It matters. It’s your life we’re talking about! What you need is a new and unadulterated vision. There’s no doubt you’d like to change the way you feel and see things. You just don’t know how to go about it. Right? You want to have a clear vision without EVERYTHING being filtered through your ‘tangled up mind’ view. You realize you feel like a stranger in a strange land,; looking in the mirror asking yourself , “Who are you and how did you get into my life?”
The reason that people and events are like strangers to you is because YOU are a stranger to yourself. Yes. I said YOU are a stranger to yourself. YOU DON’T REALLY KNOW WHAT YOU WANT AND EVEN IF YOU DID, YOU WOULDN’T RECOGNIZE IT BECAUSE YOU AUTOMATTICALLY ASSUME YOU know WHAT SOMETHING IS BEFORE IT HAS AN OPPORTUNITY TO REVEAL ITSELF TO YOU. You decided somewhere along the way that you are aware of your actions, thoughts and words. Which in fact, you are not. Remember? I told you: You are asleep. Is a sleeping person aware of anything? The fact is: you are not paying attention to the still small voice inside you that waits patiently for you to recognize and respond. I’m not talking religion. I’m talking your authentic voice you so cleverly shut down years ago when it interfered with your plans of instant gratification. Your eyes became fixed on the outside. You started to believe what you saw instead of what you knew to be true for you. You have too many voices living inside your head {other people’s opinions} vying for your attention. Your eyes are constantly looking at the apparent situation you are currently engaged in while measuring it for appropriate and worthwhile merit. The problem is: you are measuring with inaccurate measuring devices. Your tools are defunct! You are looking at a camel and calling it a rooster. You don’t know the difference because your sight is too emotionally colored. When you’ve already established unwavering negative or blissful guidelines, it’s hard to see anything but what you choose to. “You’ve already made up your mind: you KNOW what color red is and nobody aint gonna tell you any different.” The problem is: there are countless multifarious shades of red, tints, of red, hues of red ….Guess what? YOU really don’t want to change your mind much less your circumstances. That’s right. You’ve grown so comfortable in your misery and depression that any other possibility of living life scares the hell out of you. So, why are you whining and complaining? It’s automatic, I told. You’re on automatic pilot. “But, Paula Andrea,” you may ask, “IF what you are saying is really true, how do I go about altering my vision, re-creating my surroundings, re-setting my barometer of choice, re-selecting another lens for better focus?” It all begins with a declaration of intent that you acknowledge clearly and purposefully that your confinement is your release. “What??? Are you out of your mind?” I thought you were going to show me the way out. I am. The only way out is in. The only way to see is to shut your eyes and mouth! Put a muzzle on it. The only way to have a potently instructive vision is to experience the opposite as truth. Stop. Observe yourself. See how much of your present life is being lived in a zombie state.
The reason your eyes are clouded over is because you really don’t want to expose yourself to the unlimited possibilities that exist right where your feet are planted. It’s impossible, you say. You tremble at the thought that to take a peak, (an improbable chance) or to believe that another layer of reality does exit for you in the midst of what you perceive as a hopeless domain would be more than you could handle. But, what if the circumstances which “LOOK SO BARREN AND UNPRODUCTIVE” are hiding the genuine keys that can and will fulfill all of your wildest and most exotic/erotic dreams? ‘Not a chance’, you say. That’s only your fear talking again. It’s letting you know, once more, how gravely disappointed in, for and with yourself you will be when it doesn’t happen for you. So, you dare not hope. Instead you continue to walk around half-blind living the life of a disconnected phoney. But, I declare to you with EVERTHING that exists in this dimension of time and space that there is no such thing as HOPE. Hope implies DOUBT. Forget hope. Don’t ask permission; just do it! Wake up!!! There is something else going on, and you should know what that something is. It is going deep inside of you. However, it requires a keen observation of watching yourself as you would study a goldfish in a tank. Not for condemnation but for relaxing surprising information. How? Over and over, repeat where your feet are currently standing and state precisely exactly what it is you are doing. Don’t say yes when you normally would. Say no. Remove the hesitations and pauses in your conversations. Say the one thing you’d never say outloud to the one person you think who would be the most disturbed by your saying it. Laugh for no reason in front of others, then, or watch yourself as you respond to their reactions. Don’t ask who’s on the phone IF it’s not for you. Don’t ask: “How is so and so?” Go find out for yourself or drop the question, altogether. Stop pretending to care about something or someone when you don’t. That’s when GENUNIE caring begins!!! And, finally stop condemning or praising yourself. Move along. You’re only sleepwalking, remember? Observing yourself, your world and the people in it takes an enormous amount of work, commitment and focus but it’s so much fun. One day, you’ll surprise yourself and WAKE UP. Then, what do you do? Ahhh…that’s another juicy topic altogether.
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