I have heard different opinions that sometimes we may experience different (meaning more advanced) levels of awareness when our mind is altered by various substances. For sure, we can get interesting experiences under influence, but will those experiences really help us achieve new levels of awareness?
Some of us are really lucky to have self-aware parents. It’s a blessing to be raised by people who never tried to overcompensate for their unhappy lives by putting you down as a kid… I don’t blame anybody, we are all human beings, we do mess up, it is natural. However, a lot of times lack of awareness in our parents (and lack of our own awareness for that matter!) leads to difficulties in relationships and separation.
Once I've come up with a formula to solve any conflict situations. I just had to start feeling love about the person I was having a conflict with. So easy! And it actually was for me when I was in my early twenties - that's when I came up with this formula. Allowing myself to accept and understand the person I am having a fight with - and conflict is gone, it somehow dissolved. A lot of times conflicts just don't exist outside of our heads.
Yesterday I watched a movie (Isn't It Romantic) with Rebel Wilson. (Spoilers!)
Pretty quickly, I realized that excessive sweetness and predictability are comedic techniques. Rebel Wilson is a genuinely funny comedian, and the movie sounded very fresh, and even the blurred idea of having to love oneself didn't stick too much in the context of the film.
Over the past month, I've been working with a therapist. Never before in my life have I had the opportunity to regularly communicate with a psychologist, at least not for a whole month. All my previous encounters were spontaneous and unplanned, for the most part. This time, I needed to have at least four scheduled sessions.
A strange transformation happened to me. Strange because all other transformations filled me with piggy delight. I would skip and dance, feeling an incredible surge of energy within me.
But this time, the transformation brought tranquility.
Last night, unexpectedly, I watched a video of Eckhart Tolle, a fragment of one of his talks. A question from the audience was: "How can I come to terms with the fact that I'm aging, becoming ugly, and unnecessary?"
What does "freeing up space" mean? It's thinking in physical terms and applying that perception system to a sphere that's nonlinear and not three-dimensional.
Any choice made is always right. If you understand why, it becomes horribly simple and easy. Especially for those inclined to reflect on their past actions.
Let me explain.
In the psyche of a "healthy" (integrated) individual, the Observer (compassionate, wise, adult) is the Primary personality, while subpersonalities are merely "social roles" we play - worker, spouse, child, parent, friend, - and so on. All these are healthy subpersonalities, and they all play by the Observer's rules.
“When a foreigner resides among you in your land, do not mistreat them. The foreigner residing among you must be treated as your native-born. Love them as yourself, for you were foreigners in Egypt. I am the LORD your God.” – Leviticus 19:33-34 NIV
Reality slowly begins to nudge us, that is, to prove that what surrounds us is just a reflection of what is inside us.
For quite a long time, one inconsistency with my understanding of the world troubled me, which I noticed in the very first film Planet of the Apes. One of the astronauts, captured by the apes during the hunt, George Taylor, retained consciousness, while the other astronaut very quickly lost his human face and began to behave like the other people of that society - like an animal.
I had two beliefs, each of which seemed very logical to me and was confirmed by my life experience and other less significant understandings of the world and life. But they didn't want to work together, that is, there was no logic.
You know how it goes – you read, you read about something, you think you understand it, you intellectually grasp it, like, for example, that childhood traumas can affect us throughout our lives, you see how it works, but it doesn't quite sink in completely, it doesn't become part of your foundational knowledge, your understanding of life.
Unfortunately, it's almost impossible to give universal advice regarding dieting. To offer somewhat workable advice, I need to know some information about the person.
But here are some general tips on how to behave while traveling, assuming you know which foods help you lose weight and which ones cause weight gain.
*** January arrived, yet felt like April’s dawn— Thawed, sunlit, and tender. February bore the chill […]
It now has become completely clear to me that connection, closeness, and interaction are very important in my life. Perhaps, this is the most important thing in my life. But (after listening to Transurfing) I now think, maybe it's important because I haven't had much of it in my life. Because I'm quite capricious here - I need it, but only a certain kind. Not just anyone. So, after all, it's not some global desire of the soul, not a goal, but rather a means.
Comfortably settled in the passenger seat next to me, little Anna, freckled and glowing, pushed back a stray lock of her red hair and asked:
"So, what's your homework?"
I believe that the way this question is framed is fundamentally incorrect. More precisely, for many people, this is indeed the case: when they want to know what love is, for them it's primarily about - what does it mean when someone "shows" it to you: says they love you, gives you attention, cares for you, desires you, gives gifts, makes love to you with corresponding moods - depending on what love means to them.
What a freaking cocktail of subjects I am. Sometimes it seems to me that I am a classic specimen for studying many topics, such as the rupture of relationships with my father at a tender age, merging with my mother, and the subsequent desire to reunite with her...
Lindsay walked down the corridor, meeting friendly staff and visitors at the center.
The happiness and well-being radiating from them made Lindsay want to disappear. Not out of envy, but rather out of pain and bitterness for herself and her life.
I completely agree with this:
If you are thin (and have never been really overweight) - stop judging overweight people and giving them advice on how to lose weight. It's a separate topic - the psychology of a fat person. Everything is different there. So when thin people start reasoning and, worse, condemning someone with comments like 'how much can you eat?! Can't you control yourself?!', I want to smack them on the head... Overweight and thin people are always on different sides of the barricade.
The thing that amazes me most in life is people who try to teach me how to live in this regard.
The film, titled "Curve," can be interpreted in various ways, including as "body curve," "turn," or "curvature."
It begins with the beautiful and slender Uma Thurman walking down Wilshire Boulevard in Beverly Hills. She is dressed in a white pencil skirt, a sheer blouse with billowy sleeves, and a flowing white silk scarf.
There are three types of kindness.
The first type of kindness is the one a person needs and asks for.
In this case, whether to give them kindness or not depends on two factors: the degree of compassion and the internal feeling of the rightness of giving.
Yes, an immigrant (who is not surrounded by close people or is surrounded by those who were not around them in their homeland) may begin to yearn for the "old" days and familiar places particularly strongly.
I've determined a very important point. First and foremost, I will now always pay attention to how a person communicates. It doesn't matter - whether it's in person, over the phone, on Skype, or responding to comments in their journal....
Lately, I've been concerned (although I've almost gotten used to it, intellectually understanding it even though it's still difficult to accept) by the fact that many people draw conclusions about us based on fragments (even tiny pieces) of information about us, which not only cannot form any somewhat realistic picture but also completely distort the existing perception of us.
I was completely captivated by the Dyatlov Pass incident. I read every article I could find on the topic, including Matveeva's book. Yet, I couldn't find what I was searching for until I read "One Hundred Days in the Urals" and the publications marking the 40th anniversary.
Admitting honestly to oneself that I do not "love" people in the way I always thought I did might initially make me seem like a misanthrope. But when this idea is allowed to flow naturally, it becomes clear that I am somewhere in the middle.
Can a child carry the genetic information of his mother's previous partners?
I've wanted to write about this for a long time, and then an opportunity came up.
Self-love is equivalent to the absence of self-hatred, it's a state of human consciousness that can be described as "simple" - devoid of self-flagellation, self-rejection on any level, constant self-reflection, self-criticism, self-punishment, and lack of self-respect.
Lately, a topic to which my consciousness periodically returns. I realized that shame, at some point in my life, firmly and quite conveniently settled around my neck, taking control of practically every aspect of my life.
I read an article describing mothers who once did things in raising their children and now "deny" their responsibility... Almost all the comments on the post angrily expose such parents who are unable to acknowledge to themselves how monstrously they sometimes treat their children, as if pretending that nothing of the sort ever happened...
I started recalling unpleasant events from the past related to my former colleagues. These events always make me shudder and strive to quickly forget it all over again. Even now, almost three to four years after all of this, it feels like yesterday to me, and it's awful, disgusting, humiliating, and many other epithets.
I don't like gossip. Gossip is filth. Anyone who carries it is a spreader of disease. Even if you just hear something somewhere and say something to someone, even if it's just a little bit, it is still gossip. Gossip is disgusting because by the fourth link in the chain, more than 50% of it becomes false - dirty, murky, nasty lies.
I marvel at Americans more and more the longer I live here, and the fewer illusions I have about them: people are so superficial that they use "friendliness" and "supposedly deeper relationships" as a marketing ploy.
When people are attacked, when they are in a state of stress, there is no hope that they can be rehabilitated…
Recently, I've been reflecting quite a bit on psychoanalysis, which I once delved into so deeply that I decided it wasn't for me. But that was a long time ago
After a dream in which I died, today I look at everything in a completely special way. It was helped by my active study of Turkish real estate. I'm just devouring tons of information about houses and apartments with sea views mostly in Alanya, but also in other cities.
My friend recently asked me: "What if no one will ever love me…"
The topic of love is particularly relevant to me right now. When I received her letter, I was suddenly struck by the answer to it, tears welled up in my eyes. The past few months, and indeed, many years of my struggles around the theme of love, have left me exhausted. I've always wanted to sit down and hear the voice of my own wisdom. And to listen. And to find an answer. And suddenly, my friend's letter unexpectedly triggered a clear and sincere response in my consciousness - the very one I had been waiting for. I sat down and wrote down this answer. For her. For myself. And for everyone.
Ask for what you desire
I know how it works in the Universe (Cosmos).
I know the Universe is already working on my request.
I know the law of attraction is already manifesting my request.
All I need to do is release resistance and allow it to happen.
You think the Universe is like a big auntie, God is a wise uncle, and Creation is a loving something. Whoever they are, they know all about each other, hear all of us (except those who think they don't exist), take applications during working hours, which is always, strictly give only upon request, and otherwise don't really care about us. However, if in our understanding they love us, then in life it seems to be true…
On one hand, I completely understand the desire of the people close to you to always see us happy and soaring. But, on the other hand, a person cannot constantly remain in a blissful state. Those who are constantly smiling are called idiots for a reason. Not an idiot will inevitably experience periods of decline and moments of weakness.
Actually, everything I'm going to write about has long been written and said many times in various forms. I won't say anything new for the world. But all of this is new to me. No, not that we can throw an order into the Universe and it will return as reality. What's new to me in this process is the amazing, unfamiliar sensation of realization at some deep level of how it actually works.
Osho once elaborated quite well in one of his books (and it's known that most, if not all, of his books are nothing but transcripts of his speeches) about how "The giver should be grateful." He gave an example of a rich man who brought a bag of money to some guru.
I'm not talking about wearing pants backward or sleeping upside down. I'm talking about the discomfort within. Since growth is always associated with stepping out of the familiar cozy 'comfort zone', in order to grow, you need to always (or at least most of the time, outside of sleep) feel the challenge.
It's a bit strange how the meaning of the well-known phrase 'The road to hell is paved with good intentions' has been so twisted… Well, you can't possibly interpret it so literally! The essence of it is not that if you have good intentions, you'll inevitably end up in hell… And it's certainly not about how every good intention harbors a bunch of bad ones…