Have you ever seen a professional hypnotist? They put people under, and make them cluck like chickens or bark like dogs or dance around like their favorite pop star. They make them see things that aren’t there, and experience events that aren’t happening, just by using the techniques they have been trained in.
If you go to the adult show, you might see more than clucking. Continue reading “Thoughts That Hurt To Think #012 – We’re All Masters of Hypnosis!”
The Silent Observer, Part I: What a Load of Crap
In each of us is a silent observer. It doesn’t judge anything. It simply sees, it even sees what you see. It can see the world objectively, but more important, it can see the world that you see, which is subjective, objectively.
This silent observer seems uselessly passive, because it is silent. Yet it is wise beyond any wisdom we can know. It knows the layers of meaning that we attach to every experience, and it understands where every layer comes from, what it means, and why it is there. It can cut through our judgements and attachments to the truth of any experience. It can see how and why we have drawn that experience into our lives and what we are supposed to learn from it. Continue reading “The Silent Observer, Part I: What a Load of Crap”
[This journal entry is from October 16th, 1997. As always, Jay’s current thoughts about this entry are in the post script – Dawn]
Not many of us are fortunate enough to be raised in Spirit, by people who live in Spirit. Let me rephrase, lest I am misunderstood: everyone lives in Spirit, yet few do so consciously and intentionally, therefore the amount of Spirit they acknowledge in their daily life is quite by accident, and subject to falter unexpectedly.
Please don’t fault these people for not living in Spirit. Everyone does the best they can with what they have, and those who stray furthest from the Path suffer their own endless torture. They may have raised and taught you in the wrong ways, but it was inevitably the result of being raised and taught the wrong ways themselves, by people who were raised and taught in the wrong ways. It can be traced back into prehistoric times, and you can blame great grandaddy Og for your misery, but I guarantee that will do nothing but pass it on. Continue reading “The Clean Slate (and Other Myths)”
What It Means To Me… Selfish, Part 2: Selfless
[Please see lasts weeks blog “What It Means To Me… Selfish, Part1: Selfish” for the original post and commentary on part 1 – Dawn]
Let’s look at the other side of this coin, and how “selfless” creates just as much confusion as “selfish” does, if not more. Again, everyone would wrap a different net of words around this concept if asked to do so, so let’s go to the Merriam-Webster Dictionary app on my iPhone to see what they have to say on it. (Is it arrogant of me to assume that it will be as confusing as “selfish”?)
Continue reading “What It Means To Me… Selfish, Part 2: Selfless”
[This journal entry is from February 17th, 2005. As always, Jay’s current thoughts about this entry are in the post script – Dawn]
The Spaces Between
There is a space between any outside stimulus and one’s inner response. There is yet another space between one’s inner response and outer expression of that response. These two spaces, how we use them, if we use them; and how conscious said uses of them are, largely defines who we are in the world.
(Disclaimer: I know there’s no real difference between ‘inner’ and ‘outer’, and that who you are inside will inevitably determine who you are in the world. I’m just trying to make that very point by dancing around the point in my own special way. Bear with me.)
(Disclaimer disclaimer: if that disclaimer makes no sense to you, ignore it and read on. You’ll understand one day.) Continue reading “The Spaces Between”
[This journal entry is from February 7th, 2005. As always, Jay’s current thoughts about this entry are in the post script – Dawn]
I’ve always been one to argue that we must judge, that a mind without judgement creates a life without standards. It’s true, too, and a good point. If you don’t see clarity of thought as being preferable to being drunk every night at the corner bar, why choose the clarity? If you can’t see that being in a relationship with a loving and thoughtful person is more enjoyable than being with someone who is mean and selfish and abusive, why would you choose to not get knocked around on a regular basis? If you cannot judge earning money doing what you were born to do as being “better” than working a menial job that you hate, why choose at all?
Continue reading “Judgement”