A man who lives through conscience becomes hard. That is a pretty bold statement. In my mind conscience is relating to seeing right from wrong. But as I continue reading I realize Osho is right: in most cases our conscience becomes mixed up with our Judging Mind. Although I also feel that conscience is related to the heart I can see that our conscience can become contaminated by fear and we confuse what is right with what people say is right.
PEOPLE DON’T CONSCIOUSLY HURT EACH OTHER, THEY ARE MERELY PROTECTING THEIR OWN WOUNDS. I REALIZED THAT WHEN I DISCOVERED HOW MY OWN WOUNDEDNESS HAD BEEN WORKING OR IN OTHER WORDS: WHEN MY OWN WOUND WAS REVEALED TO ME. BEFORE THAT HAPPENED I DIDN’T KNOW I WAS WOUNDED. AFTER THAT REALIZATION I KNEW THAT EVERYBODY WAS WOUNDED BUT WE COVER IT UP. WE HIDE IT FOR OURSELVES AND OTHERS. THAT IS WHY WE FEAR VULNERABILITY. THAT’S WHY OUR DEFAULT ANSWER TO ‘HOW ARE YOU’ ALWAYS IS ‘GREAT!’
It was the first time since the beginning of the course that I spend some informal time with my participants and it was also the first time that we met as a small delegation of our group. It is funny to see us all drink water while surrounded by beer and wine drinking people. And of course the topic comes on the 100 Day Warrior program and their progress. I could listen to their experiences and was happy with what I heard.
A fisherman was driving his boat towards the shore of the river. At some point he sees another boat coming in his direction. He signals the boat with lights, making sure he is seen. But the other boat doesn’t change his course. Now according to local rules the fisherman has right of way and he starts shouting at the other boat, since that boat is now within shouting distance. But the boat doesn’t change his course.
I thought it would be a funny idea to start this post with the name of our biggest enemy. Or, in case you disagree with me, my biggest enemy. “Who is it?” you might think. Well, I already said it: I think our biggest enemy is our sense of “I”. I just arrived at that […]
You can have an experience where you feel a strong connection with nature. It can be very touching and emotional. Some of us have easier access to these frequencies. For me it is rare but I definitely had my share of beautiful and strong experiences. But the point is: the tree was already there. It was just standing there. It had no intention to stir up profound emotions. It was already there and if it was up to the tree I was welcome to see it before. The tree has no preferences. It is not defined by my recognition of its existence. If I spend my life without ever seeing the tree it doesn’t mean the tree never existed. I am just unaware of its existence.
Frederick was by conventional standards a powerful man. He was a financially successful executive who prided himself on his high ideals. Yet he was unable to really be there for himself, his wife, Claudia, or their two young sons. He was filled with an energy that always pushed him to do more, be better, and focus on the future.
In my previous post I told about how the idea of potential success terrifies me. But it also excites me. I have the feeling that magicians have crossed my path and I want them to penetrate the essence of my being and blend all the ingredients I accumulated into something tasty, innovative and appealing to all the senses, like you see these chefs do in cooking shows. I want to be put in an ejection seat and have myself launched into a vast space of endless possibilities. That means that I don’t want ‘just’ an appealing website but an idea and a strategy that serves as a springboard to travel, teach, meet inspiring people, grow, share, explore and contribute to our humanity. I want them to build a customized instrument that turns the stuff I say and do into music that benefits and inspires others and is worth spreading
I wanted to start by saying ‘so far, so good’ and then say something about my buddies the advertising guys that I hired. I think they just asked me for my zip code to send me their invoice and that means pretty much that there is no way back: I have formally hired their services and I have been officially accepted as their client. I realize that by saying ‘so far, so good’ I keep the option open for a possible change of events. It seems impossible to get myself to believe I am actually good enough.
It is strange that I go back and forth from being super excited and hopeful to downplaying my hopes, desires and expectations. “Don’t be too excited or else you might end up disappointed” is a voice that whispers in my enthusiastic ears.
Bradley Manning is a brilliant intelligence analyst in Iraq. He is also an utterly lonely, isolated and misunderstood human being. Not only is he lonely in the army or in the outpost in Iraq where he is stationed, he is lonely inside himself. He doesn’t have a sense of his true identity; he feels he is living in the wrong body.
Manning uploaded hundreds of thousands of files onto a CD labelled ‘Lady Gaga’. In one particularly gleeful digital sequence, soundwaves of Lady Gaga’s voice transform into lines of code and then into text from secret documents.
These thousands of glowing secrets are a fuse that ignited the Arab Spring, pushed Iceland’s banking system to collapse and put American diplomacy on the backfoot around the world.