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"So, if Mother Nature 'knows' what she's planning as the time line carries the evolution of man/kind into the future, here's where I believe we are at this point in terms of understanding mental contradictions that 'mess' with our sense of clarity: I believe we all exist in the state of blind denial to some degree for this reason: It’s classic for people to act like ostriches, because our egos are wired to hold painful truths at bay. It's classic for defense mechanisms to act as the ego's henchmen in terms of killing (shooting down) any messenger who tries to pull our heads out of the sand.
It's important to remember that, for the most part, we're unaware of how often ths subconscious, which shadows our changing emotions, thoughts, actions and words, directs the persona to take center stage to protect us from acknowledging fears, which, if let loose, might overwhelm the conscious portion of our minds. In truth this duplicitous state of mind, in which the subconcious directs the persona to play mind games with others is why we say one hand has no clue what the other is doing, or one one hand I feel this while on the other, I feel that. In short, when we are unaware of those times when the fearful ego coaches the persona to get off the bench, hoping to hold fear of failure or rejection at bay, then how well can we know ... Ourselves?
So, here's what I'm getting at: Socrates said, "Know thyself," because each time we hide from our own insecurities, we screw up our lives and the lives of those who long to hold our hands ... And how sad and classic is that? In fact, Socrates' peers were so scared of his ability to express aspects of truth, which others had feared, that they literally ganged up and voted to 'kill the sage' in hopes of shutting him up. But 'killing the messenger' did not kill his ability to express insight, because, after all, his insights are still sited, for the same reasons, today ...
As centuries have passed between centurians and we who soldier on today, it seems like the human brain is slow to absorb classic truths. Why? Our conscious minds are pretty much clear slates at birth. So whatever we're taught at home and in school, day by day, year after year, becomes most deeply imprinted. It's as though life is a game of follow the leader, where innocent children are transformed into hateful killers, brainwashed to become Hitler's youth ... Kamakazi pilots ... human bomb terrorists, sacrificial lambs, whose stolen lives feed the self-tortured needs of power-hungry, blood-thirsty, deeply demented, fearfully constricted minds. The lengths the injured ego will go to hide from inferiority, remains locked deep inside ... Unless parents are taught to open themselves up and encourage their kids to do the same ...
And thus am I inspired to write one post after another in hopes of igniting a grassroots movement in which children will be taught to understand the contradictive nature of the human brain, and develop an insightful grasp of clarity, one family at a time. An as an instructor of family communications, I hope to impart the impact of exchanging confusion for clarity upon my life while plans evolved inside my mind to impart the same while raising my kids.
Next thing I knew, instinct directed me to teach these simple plans at the college level, publish them in magazines, and send them into cyberspace in hopes that today's parents will fill the young minds of following generations with simple plans for grasping clarity, as well. And each time I question myself, the spirit of Socrates smiles down at me, encouragingly, and whispers in my ear until my little voice of instinct feels encouraged to write a new post or edit an older post that proved to be a rationalization in need of clarity ... Just like we live each day of our lives ... Always striving toward less fear, greater strength ... Less confusion, more clarity in terms of reality ... in hopes that with courage our quest for the truth will offer a wholesome sense of clarity and inner peace, at last ... Until the winds of fate steps in and upsets our apple carts, again ... And, my friends, such is life ... One step at a time until we leap into the great unknown from which we sprang as infants with clean slates ...
As eternity offers no beginning, no end, makes sense to make good sense of your whole brain to gain as much clarity as possible, today ... And focus positively on gaining more of the same, tommorow. And here is my last thought for now ... Maintaining sanity depends on clarity, because a mind divided is not a healthy place to dwell. Over long. As to the success of my grassroots movement ... On the downside, gotta get those numbers up ... On the upside ... 58 nations and counting ... :)
"So, if Mother Nature 'knows' what she's planning as the time line carries the evolution of man/kind into the future, here's where I believe we are at this point in terms of understanding mental contradictions that 'mess' with our sense of clarity: I believe we all exist in the state of blind denial to some degree for this reason: It’s classic for people to act like ostriches, because our egos are wired to hold painful truths at bay. It's classic for defense mechanisms to act as the ego's henchmen in terms of killing (shooting down) any messenger who tries to pull our heads out of the sand.
*In retrospect I know how long I’d closed my eyes, covered my ears, and tuned out my mind to escape from reality, because, the painful state of my marriage felt too scary to consciously acknowledge—until 'something' would happen, maybe once or twice a year, that caused my persona to crack like an egg. Perhaps we'd have seen a romantic movie, or we'd have been out to dinner with friends, and I'd have watched a husband's hand fondling his wife's shiny hair. Later, in the still of the night, the depth of my unhappiness poured out on a dark sea of silent tears until weariness closed my eyes and the truth of my sadness fell back to sleep. Then, upon awakening the next morning, as though from a bad dream, I'd conceal my swollen eyelids behind makeup's mask and stuff all of that fearsome sadness back inside MY PERSONA, while whistling through the day, like everything was A-Okay—but in the long run, all that got me was more of the same deeply depressed PAIN.” (Whew! Makes you wonder if certain kinds of depression arise from how much energy it takes for one side of the brain to bamboozle the other into believing that life is swell when it's not. I mean how afraid of the truth must we be to walk ever more deeply into mazes of our own making?)
*“Quite often—when we have no choice left other than coming to terms with the true state of our inner lives, others, who put in their two cents, while attempting to help us to recover from a tragic sense of loss, actually pour salt into wounds for this reason—all too few have a clue of the mental confusion, which layers up and begins to seep out of the subconscious when the persona is cracking and emotional wounds, left raw during childhood, are in the process of festering anew—as if to say: Don't ignore the truth, anymore—I'm here to set you free of childhood insecurities, at last!
*Unfortunately, it’s not unusual for people, who love us, to hinder our healing process in ways that heighten inner conflict, thus exacerbating tension, all around. In short, a person, thinking to be a soothing balm may open his or her mouth and insert foot, again and again.
*As healing is a step-by-step process, it can be necessary to undergo recovery from trauma separate from those, whose personal turmoil compounds subliminal power struggles, which have not yet been identified. *When two emotional mazes intersect, each step toward healing may be riddled with more misperceptions than any one comprehends. *For example, people assume that healing means a loved one returns to being the same as he or she had been before the loss, when in truth, we're all in the act of becoming whomever each evolves into, as one stage of life connects with the next. *In short, any baggage left unidentified, and therefore unresolved, compounds as we move ahead. And as unresolved baggage compounds, the layers of each person's mental maze grows more complex.
*Did you ever wonder which aspects of your emotional development got stuck during early childhood or puberty? I mean, think about it: *The egocentric nature of pubescence is a self absorbed, and thus self defeating place for growth in terms of emotional maturity to get stuck! Actually, now that I think about it, perhaps that’s what’s wrong with so many relationships, which spiral downhill. *We can't work through our differences until each works toward identifying childhood's unresolved issues!
Too many Jacks and Jills, see themselves as 'grown up', when in truth they react like children as soon as certain people do not see them the way they see themselves. Poke at a person's persona, too often, and beware of what you wish for. Why? As soon as that persona busts a crack—run for cover, fast! Because, I'll bet my boots that emotional maturity is the only thing, which will not pour out. Once the hot lava of teenaged reactions storm down on your head, next thing you know, those who revert to fight/freeze/or flee during family conflicts will cover their tracks as fast as their memories can 'forget' their words, flung in fury, while thought processors are taking note of whatever may have been flung at them. *If there's one thing you'll not find in the brain stem, it's objectivity. In the end if revisionist memories remember saying all the ‘right’ things—then guess what we have staring us in the face? (RR&R: RDS: REALITY DISTORTION SYNDROME: Believing too much of your own bull …)
*Unfortunately, it’s not unusual for people, who love us, to hinder our healing process in ways that heighten inner conflict, thus exacerbating tension, all around. In short, a person, thinking to be a soothing balm may open his or her mouth and insert foot, again and again.
*As healing is a step-by-step process, it can be necessary to undergo recovery from trauma separate from those, whose personal turmoil compounds subliminal power struggles, which have not yet been identified. *When two emotional mazes intersect, each step toward healing may be riddled with more misperceptions than any one comprehends. *For example, people assume that healing means a loved one returns to being the same as he or she had been before the loss, when in truth, we're all in the act of becoming whomever each evolves into, as one stage of life connects with the next. *In short, any baggage left unidentified, and therefore unresolved, compounds as we move ahead. And as unresolved baggage compounds, the layers of each person's mental maze grows more complex.
*Did you ever wonder which aspects of your emotional development got stuck during early childhood or puberty? I mean, think about it: *The egocentric nature of pubescence is a self absorbed, and thus self defeating place for growth in terms of emotional maturity to get stuck! Actually, now that I think about it, perhaps that’s what’s wrong with so many relationships, which spiral downhill. *We can't work through our differences until each works toward identifying childhood's unresolved issues!
Too many Jacks and Jills, see themselves as 'grown up', when in truth they react like children as soon as certain people do not see them the way they see themselves. Poke at a person's persona, too often, and beware of what you wish for. Why? As soon as that persona busts a crack—run for cover, fast! Because, I'll bet my boots that emotional maturity is the only thing, which will not pour out. Once the hot lava of teenaged reactions storm down on your head, next thing you know, those who revert to fight/freeze/or flee during family conflicts will cover their tracks as fast as their memories can 'forget' their words, flung in fury, while thought processors are taking note of whatever may have been flung at them. *If there's one thing you'll not find in the brain stem, it's objectivity. In the end if revisionist memories remember saying all the ‘right’ things—then guess what we have staring us in the face? (RR&R: RDS: REALITY DISTORTION SYNDROME: Believing too much of your own bull …)
*In this way does RDS prove to be a master-mental-block-builder rather than a building-block-for-lasting-friendship. *Once I recognize the intricacy of another person's mental maze, talking to me, I grow quiet for this reason: I've experienced how readily emotional mazes swallow every bit of common sense quick as a vaccuum cleaner sucks in a pin. And as one who's been sucked into the mental maze of others, I can tell you that's not a healthy place to feel stuck, again and again. Stuck once? Stuck twice? *Struck three times points to the fact that you'restuck in a mental block of your own! At this point in my evolution, if I sense a mental block's defensive stance, which just won't quit, you'll watch me wish that person well and choose to concentrate my time and energy on figuring out mental blocks of my own...
*Upon reflection, I've come to see how much of my mental energy was expended upon rationalizations which enabled my spirit to fend off depression until realityloomed so large, I was left with no place else to turn except to pull my head out of the sand and face painful truths which led to making decisions that had scared memore than half to death! As an overachiever, who was no slouch at rationalizing, I proved to be no slouch at depressing after reality hit too hard to block.
*Down the road, I'll learn the reason for my depression: With help I came to see how much energy was expended while depressing the fury, which had simmered inside me over many years—fury that my mental block would not allow me to identify or feel, much less release. Eventually, this self-imposed pressure of denying myself a natural outlet for emotional relief exhausted my mind and extinguished my spirit—while, on the up side, my little voice of instinct continued to seek help.
As my sense of reality continued to expand, clarity cleansed my mind of confusion. *And within the solitude of my cocoon, insight, concerning each stage of my life made sense of defensive patterns, which create emotional mazes where mental blocks play havoc with clarity.
*When mental blocks play havoc with clarity, certain aspects of personal development are delayed ...
As clarity replaced confusion, inner peace returned; my mind re-energized; my spirit rebounded, and resultant of moving patiently forward through retracing each stage of my life, I recovered control over the direction of my chosen path.
At this point, it's reassuring to know that having experienced the full spectrum of emotion—from soaring with lighthearted joy to spiraling into the devastating darkness of desperation—my attitude, fueled by positive focus, motivated me to identify and transform vulnerabilities into personal strengths, necessary to peel back layers of my psyche until defensive mental blocks were exposed and overcome. (Having read most of his novels, that's a Henry James sentence if I ever saw one!)
*While soaking insight into my mind, I've come to see that if we've done or said something too hurtful, too often, to overlook, trust is lost and a chasm widens between two people. However that chasm can be overcome with a heartfeltapology and commitment not to break bonds of trust in the same way, again. As you shall see in stories to come, breaking the trust and carrying a grudge are notone and the same.
*I've come to see that mental confusion must be replaced with working toward clarity within both minds before this process of healing a relationship drops all sense of pretense, so that conflict resolution can take place for real ...
*I've come to see why love definitely means saying sorry, as both sides must hold themselves accountable for past transgressions, which broke the trust upon whichlasting friendship depends ...
*I understand friendship as a living being, and as such it will be nurtured, nourished, grow and thrive or shrink, starve, and change until it just can't survive. You see, friendship is not like parent and child, where one meets the other's needs. Any friendship that thrives with good health must be mutually fed ... and that's not the case when conversations smash into mental blocks and subliminal power struggles rule the roost ...
*Lasting friendships depend upon a sense of positively focused hopefulness based in trust. The opposite of lasting friendship is a relationship where one disappointment follows another until the chasm, separating two people, causes them to drop hands and walk different paths ...
*Upon reflection, I've come to see how much of my mental energy was expended upon rationalizations which enabled my spirit to fend off depression until realityloomed so large, I was left with no place else to turn except to pull my head out of the sand and face painful truths which led to making decisions that had scared memore than half to death! As an overachiever, who was no slouch at rationalizing, I proved to be no slouch at depressing after reality hit too hard to block.
*Down the road, I'll learn the reason for my depression: With help I came to see how much energy was expended while depressing the fury, which had simmered inside me over many years—fury that my mental block would not allow me to identify or feel, much less release. Eventually, this self-imposed pressure of denying myself a natural outlet for emotional relief exhausted my mind and extinguished my spirit—while, on the up side, my little voice of instinct continued to seek help.
As my sense of reality continued to expand, clarity cleansed my mind of confusion. *And within the solitude of my cocoon, insight, concerning each stage of my life made sense of defensive patterns, which create emotional mazes where mental blocks play havoc with clarity.
*When mental blocks play havoc with clarity, certain aspects of personal development are delayed ...
As clarity replaced confusion, inner peace returned; my mind re-energized; my spirit rebounded, and resultant of moving patiently forward through retracing each stage of my life, I recovered control over the direction of my chosen path.
At this point, it's reassuring to know that having experienced the full spectrum of emotion—from soaring with lighthearted joy to spiraling into the devastating darkness of desperation—my attitude, fueled by positive focus, motivated me to identify and transform vulnerabilities into personal strengths, necessary to peel back layers of my psyche until defensive mental blocks were exposed and overcome. (Having read most of his novels, that's a Henry James sentence if I ever saw one!)
*While soaking insight into my mind, I've come to see that if we've done or said something too hurtful, too often, to overlook, trust is lost and a chasm widens between two people. However that chasm can be overcome with a heartfeltapology and commitment not to break bonds of trust in the same way, again. As you shall see in stories to come, breaking the trust and carrying a grudge are notone and the same.
*I've come to see that mental confusion must be replaced with working toward clarity within both minds before this process of healing a relationship drops all sense of pretense, so that conflict resolution can take place for real ...
*I've come to see why love definitely means saying sorry, as both sides must hold themselves accountable for past transgressions, which broke the trust upon whichlasting friendship depends ...
*I understand friendship as a living being, and as such it will be nurtured, nourished, grow and thrive or shrink, starve, and change until it just can't survive. You see, friendship is not like parent and child, where one meets the other's needs. Any friendship that thrives with good health must be mutually fed ... and that's not the case when conversations smash into mental blocks and subliminal power struggles rule the roost ...
*Lasting friendships depend upon a sense of positively focused hopefulness based in trust. The opposite of lasting friendship is a relationship where one disappointment follows another until the chasm, separating two people, causes them to drop hands and walk different paths ...
It's important to remember that, for the most part, we're unaware of how often ths subconscious, which shadows our changing emotions, thoughts, actions and words, directs the persona to take center stage to protect us from acknowledging fears, which, if let loose, might overwhelm the conscious portion of our minds. In truth this duplicitous state of mind, in which the subconcious directs the persona to play mind games with others is why we say one hand has no clue what the other is doing, or one one hand I feel this while on the other, I feel that. In short, when we are unaware of those times when the fearful ego coaches the persona to get off the bench, hoping to hold fear of failure or rejection at bay, then how well can we know ... Ourselves?
So, here's what I'm getting at: Socrates said, "Know thyself," because each time we hide from our own insecurities, we screw up our lives and the lives of those who long to hold our hands ... And how sad and classic is that? In fact, Socrates' peers were so scared of his ability to express aspects of truth, which others had feared, that they literally ganged up and voted to 'kill the sage' in hopes of shutting him up. But 'killing the messenger' did not kill his ability to express insight, because, after all, his insights are still sited, for the same reasons, today ...
As centuries have passed between centurians and we who soldier on today, it seems like the human brain is slow to absorb classic truths. Why? Our conscious minds are pretty much clear slates at birth. So whatever we're taught at home and in school, day by day, year after year, becomes most deeply imprinted. It's as though life is a game of follow the leader, where innocent children are transformed into hateful killers, brainwashed to become Hitler's youth ... Kamakazi pilots ... human bomb terrorists, sacrificial lambs, whose stolen lives feed the self-tortured needs of power-hungry, blood-thirsty, deeply demented, fearfully constricted minds. The lengths the injured ego will go to hide from inferiority, remains locked deep inside ... Unless parents are taught to open themselves up and encourage their kids to do the same ...
And thus am I inspired to write one post after another in hopes of igniting a grassroots movement in which children will be taught to understand the contradictive nature of the human brain, and develop an insightful grasp of clarity, one family at a time. An as an instructor of family communications, I hope to impart the impact of exchanging confusion for clarity upon my life while plans evolved inside my mind to impart the same while raising my kids.
Next thing I knew, instinct directed me to teach these simple plans at the college level, publish them in magazines, and send them into cyberspace in hopes that today's parents will fill the young minds of following generations with simple plans for grasping clarity, as well. And each time I question myself, the spirit of Socrates smiles down at me, encouragingly, and whispers in my ear until my little voice of instinct feels encouraged to write a new post or edit an older post that proved to be a rationalization in need of clarity ... Just like we live each day of our lives ... Always striving toward less fear, greater strength ... Less confusion, more clarity in terms of reality ... in hopes that with courage our quest for the truth will offer a wholesome sense of clarity and inner peace, at last ... Until the winds of fate steps in and upsets our apple carts, again ... And, my friends, such is life ... One step at a time until we leap into the great unknown from which we sprang as infants with clean slates ...
As eternity offers no beginning, no end, makes sense to make good sense of your whole brain to gain as much clarity as possible, today ... And focus positively on gaining more of the same, tommorow. And here is my last thought for now ... Maintaining sanity depends on clarity, because a mind divided is not a healthy place to dwell. Over long. As to the success of my grassroots movement ... On the downside, gotta get those numbers up ... On the upside ... 58 nations and counting ... :)
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