Become all you can become by raising yourself higher on the Tree of Life

Rocks, pebbles, and sand that your life organized around

Some of my students pondered my article from yesterday and asked themselves: why am I not reading?

One found something that may be the reason billions of people don’t read: by the time they would get to reading, they are too tired. They are spent.

The priority they assign to reading is low.

Normal lives are full of stuff to do that some meme says: you must do.

Take a shower every day, for example. Many people even wash their hair every day. Read the newspaper. Every day. Do shopping when they need something, when they need it. Drive the kid to activities.

Cut coupons. Check facebook, your email, chat, watch cat videos.

Cook every meal… instead of batches is one way many of my students spend their time, instead of reading. I, instead, buy enough to make 7 meals, I cook the food, and put it in sandwich or snack bags… more the snack bags, which are about one fist, so it’s the perfect size.

This means that I don’t cook every day. I always have 10 or so meals prepared in my freezer.

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Shoot holes into it… make it like a Swiss Cheese

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Do what’s difficult when it’s easy.

This principle comes from Seneca, the elder, but it seems that it has another way to say it: do what you see, when you see it.

I am, in some way, still a child and crack up when I hear bathroom humor. I can’t talk about passing gas without laughing. Yours truly is about five years old in this regard.

One of my favorite such jokes is about the dude who goes to the doctor, and asks him to do something about his farting: it is silent and doesn’t smell… but it still bothers him.

The doctor scratches his head and gives him some pills… and tells him to come back a week later. The dude is back, enraged: your pills made my gas smell like hell, he says.

To which the doctor answers: good, we have cleared your sinuses, so you can smell. Now we’ll work on your hearing.

Now, why am I telling you bathroom jokes? To entertain you?

No, this is education.

Your body, your brain, Consciousness works the same “shoot holes in it before you can tackle it” way. Continue reading “Shoot holes into it… make it like a Swiss Cheese”

Arrogance, appreciation, Sherlock, myself and your pebble

If you have attended one of my Pebble webinars, you know that your pebble is your dominant desire that the world at large frowns at.

I have seen, on the calls, the desire to be significant, the desire to be different, the desire to belong, to be accepted, the desire to be untied, unburdened, allowed to be yourself, the desire to live on Easy Street, and the desire to do something that really matters.

There are more, but these are the desires that have been represented on the calls already. We have a lot more calls scheduled, so there is a chance that we’ll see a lot more.

The desire, when you look at it, is legitimate. You may have the same desire. Unfortunately to you, your dominant desire was not honored as valid, not honored as legitimate by your parents, your siblings, your teachers, your church, your peers.
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Itch, pebble in your shoe… two more invisible dynamics

I woke up with a start. OMG… The switch… or the pebble… or whatever I called it!

The invisible dynamics is a system. It is like a machine. A complex machine… It takes in life as it could be, and it spits out your life as it is, having sucked all the juice out of it. Really.

That is the machine. Continue reading “Itch, pebble in your shoe… two more invisible dynamics”

Musings. Thoughts that an unplanned ‘vacation’ gave me

I just spent almost four whole days and whole nights in bed, in and out of sleep.

It was new to me to think of myself first, and of ‘duty’ second.

But I have learned, the hard way, that if I don’t take care of myself, I may be dead sooner than I’d like.

Actually it wasn’t hard to stay in bed. This was for me like a vacation. I vacated my mind. Trial death. Nice.

Until last night… that is. when my mind kicked in and instead of letting me sleep, I was writing articles in my head. Continue reading “Musings. Thoughts that an unplanned ‘vacation’ gave me”