My old man Brownie is 15 and oldness is catching up to him. I know my heart will be broken when he goes but, I won’t let him suffer.

They worm their way into your heart then break when they leave.

I just love them so much.

mark andreas

Here is my latest post on Faith;
http://lbolm.wordpress.com/2008/03/11/faithfull-or-faithfilled/

Drop by and feel free to comment! Be blessed !

Love in Christ Jesus
Jake

And thank you. I think this is a powerful take on “Amazing Grace.” And I applaud your unwillingness to take the film’s uplifting message without remembering, and reminding us, that the slave trade is not yet history.

In the 18th century, everyone was raised in a society which took slavery and the slave trade for granted. Only a courageous few seem to have been able to see that the trade was not “normal,” and to act on their convictions. In the 21st century, we have no such excuse for failing to see, and act on, what’s right in front of us.

James

Love,
Jen

“What if this life isn’t an illusion? I don’t think we have to leave “here” to go “home”. I don’t believe in hell and I don’t believe in heaven. I believe in heaven on earth. One of the worst things we can experience is feeling separate from the love that we are. This life does not have to be about drama. This life can be about experiencing this LIFE.”

Okay, yes, CWG is all about the illusion. That no matter what, we can’t lose. It doesn’t matter what we do or don’t do here, we all go home when we die. You haven’t spent enough time in book 2 yet. So let me ask this question? Does “knowing” this is an illusion matter? My very first trip through book 1 after Brandon killed himself, well, I got the most comfort first, from the idea that we all go home, period, that there is no way to “lose” this “whatever we choose to make of it here” game, is a game. It is an enormous, mistake though to think of life here as just a game. I never liked the idea of being an actor on a stage. I get the veil. I have that written in the margins of my second copy of book 1, the first having been left on a bus – see main site for details, giggle. I understand the “descent”. I understand why God wanted to know Himself through experience, not just knowing. And I thought then, the same thing, I think now. I don’t give a rats butt whether this is an illusion or not. THIS is all I have. I KNOW there is something more, because of the lights, but do I “know” that is heaven? Hell no. Giggle. I KNOW it is something else. And in the presence of whatever that was, I felt the most perfect peace and love I’ve ever experienced, far beyond anything I have EVER experienced here. I have had wonderful moments here, Jennifer. Many. Transcendent moments. But not one of them touched on a scale of a million to one, even one, in comparison to what I felt in THOSE few seconds. So, illusion? Well, yes, maybe, if Neale is right, if that is God talking to him. Maybe so. But know that? No. I don’t. What I do KNOW is that there is something else, something more than this. WHAT that is, I have no idea. But I believe with every fiber of my being that it is far superior to this. Because of what I felt IN those moments. The idea of drama, well, that comes from the books. Is that true? I don’t know. And I don’t care. ALL I DO know is who I am here and what I have seen, felt and experienced here. THIS is the only reality I have. I have glimpsed something else. That glimpse has kept me alive. I’m not sure why. But it has. I KNOW this is NOT all there is. And that comforts me. Because I do not share your shiny view of this place and its bloody history. Maybe you are right. But my lifetime has given me countless examples that tell me you are not. I don’t mean to be blunt, well, yes, I do, but not in a mean way. But I am telling you that if you stood in front of that man who runs Myanmar and told him you thought he was a wonderful human being, the leader that he is, and that you fully expected your explanation of how wonderful he is to stop him from killing thousands of men, women, children and now buddhist monks, that you would end up in the fires as have they. Have you any idea how many “missionaries” ended up as supper before the first human to human contact happened? I do not say I don’t share your vision of the future. I believe that day will come, and it will come because people like you speak your truth. I only ask that you keep the boundaries within the realm of this reality and stay alive so that you might continue to shine your light upon this world.

What we do here does matter. What we do, how we treat others, and how we feel about ourselves impacts the WHOLE of us. We are each responsible for the whole of our body, mind, spirit, soul, friends, family, relatives, work, school, community, planet, and universe.

No. And yes. I believe in the illusion. I believe that no one can lose this “game”. And in that sense I believe it does not matter how we play it, nicely according to the rules or not. I think it is how we choose to define ourselves that matters. Nothing else. We don’t ever get to make a choice for another. They will do, and be, what they will. But if we choose crucifixion to demonstrate our love, or immolation as has been the eastern practice, well those are valid choices too. I believe, as do you, that we demonstrate who WE are in how we treat others. Does that actually matter in the long run? I have no idea. But what I felt in the presence of those lights gives me security. I do not experience the “other” side as malevolent and so I am not afraid of it. And it is fear that traps us here. Fear we are taught from our cradles. Can we overcome that fear? Yes. We have countless examples throughout history of people who have done exactly that. I think you are one of them. :^)

I don’t think that our leaders are bloody, violent men who care about nothing but their power. I don’t think that they are wolves in sheep’s clothing. I think everyone has the capacity to do both good and evil. We don’t need to protect ourselves from the “others”. They are us and we are them.

Okay, that is a very existential statement. And we are going to have a disagreement about this. I am NOT they. Neither are YOU. THEY have chosen a path that I do not choose to walk. Neither do you. If our leaders were as beneficent as you think them, there would be no war. No need for a defense budget at all.

Those people carrying swords and rifles and shouting about how we must do the other side harm before they do it to us – are us. Those people standing in front of their congregation telling those seated in front of them that everyone is going to hell – are also us. They all love their family and their religion and their God and their lives; yet they are filled with fear. Messages ARE repeated over and over. I believe Yoda said, “Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate, and Hate leads to suffering”.

We do not have to be suspicious. We can be trusting. I’d rather be trusting and get hurt than live my life filled with suspicion and fear. Call me naïve, but I’ve made my choice. One who is trusting, calm, happy, grounded, purposeful and confident will be safe. They will know their true self, be aware of their feelings and thoughts, and be in-tune with their instincts and intuition. They will easily see what and who to stay away from. It is the one who watches, responds, and adapts who doesn’t get hurt. It is the one who is wronged but forgives, the one who experiences pain but chooses to learn and grow, who heals. We DO create our experience here.

Of course we do. As I said, despite what I’ve seen. All I KNOW is that I am here NOW. And I define myself by what I do and do not accept. What I fight for and against. What I love, and, by what I say I am sorry, but I cannot love that. Tell me we have not created another generation of islamic children who will grow up, minus arms, legs, and family members, believing that the west is evil and must be destroyed. If you tell them you forgive them, do you think they will let keep your head? Do you think they will not seek revenge? That is a region still seeking revenge for “wrongs” done thousands of years ago. Illusion or not, Jennifer, if you go there, stand there and say what you say here? You will die there. Which is your right and your choice. Whether this is an illusion or not.

I acknowledge that we should be alert around the Hannibal Lector’s of the world; but it is only by caring for those people properly that we will be safe from them. It is fear that makes us run and hide and hoard and protect ourselves from the evil “other”. If we see our leaders as evil, it is easy to see our neighbors as “evil”. It is easy to lock our doors and be suspicious of everyone we meet. It is easy to see this life as a horrible, dark place that we need to escape from. I do not long for “home”. I AM home.

I am glad you are at home. As far as we KNOW there is no other home. No one has ever come back from the other side, well, apart from Jesus, and that is a well-crafted story without an iota of proof, to attest to anything at all. All WE know, from here, is that when it is over, it IS over. Past lives, yeah right. There are charlatans making their livings from such nonsense, but there is not a shred of proof that anything beyond this life exists, is. Except, maybe, me. Those lights happened. Sure I could be a liar. And, hell, in lots of ways, I am. And I can’t prove a single thing I’ve said. So why say it all? Because it happened to me. In a way, I can’t forget, I can’t shake, I can’t deny. My purpose HERE is what I said on the main site. Hope. I want people to know there is HOPE. I’d love that to make them change their ways, beat their swords into plows and start hugging everyone they see, but I am not so naive as to believe my “visions” can make them do that. I don’t think that is why we’re here. I think we are here to live this life, do with it what we will. Period. Maybe there is a figuring it all out session later, maybe not. I only know that if I ever get a chance to step into those lights? I’ll do it, without a backward glance. If you think Hannibal Lector is the only danger we face, all I can say is, you poor child. And advise that you never take an after midnight walk alone in the near north side of Minneapolis, or Central Park in New York, or downtown Baghdad. You, being female, might survive, but your son would not. I am not saying teach him fear. I am saying teach him truth. For now, there are safe places and unsafe place, safe practices and unsafe practices. Pollyanna would not long survive in this world. Sadly, any part of it. I grew up in a place and time where people never locked anything, left the keys to the car IN the car, where someone could be gone for two weeks and come home to find everything, including lawn mowing had been taken care of while they were gone. And THAT was the dawn of the cold war. We practiced, in 1956, as a first grader, ducking under our desks to avoid a nuclear strike. Should one of our beneficent leaders decide that was an appropriate action at the time. Why? Because we trusted them to have our best interest at heart, all the time. Time has shown that, in fact, very few “leaders” have ever had anyone’s interest at heart but their own. Have their been such that transcended that “hindbrain” way of thinking? Yes. Certainly. In my time, Martin Luther King. Who time has shown not to be a “perfect” man, according to the standards of this world at this time, but in my experience, he was a saint. A man of ultimate courage. A man who told the truth.

Now, a lot of people from my generation would have started this list with JFK. And I have to admit, he was the first politician with whom I fell in love, giggle. And, no, I am not gay. I think it was mostly that I was growing up in a republican “we like ike” stronghold and so all of the adults around me supported Nixon, besides, a catholic wouldn’t really have the interests of the United States at heart, he’d take orders from the pope. So, being the contrarian I was born to be, in the first debate I’d ever seen, switched my allegiance and my heart forever to the man who spoke of love of country, who spoke of freedom for all people and who promised to use his presidency to try to bring those ideals to the world. And, according to some, was having a little extra-curricular fun with women who were most definitely not the first lady, quite a lot of the time. But it wasn’t JFK who truly inspired me, Jennifer. It was first Martin Luther King, I was in basic training when he was assassinated. We were “mobilized” that night, given guns with real bullets, and thank gawd, they made us stay “home”, because no one knew who the “enemy” was then. And a lot of people believed there wasn’t one. But, the first politician who really won my heart, and with whom, a little piece of me died, was Bobby Kennedy. He was the strong one. The iron hand behind John. While John smiled, Bobby brought the full force of the law down on those who hurt others. For a long time that is how I saw him. Just another “john law”. But I watched him change, I watched him grow up as I was growing up. I watched him develop a love for the underpriviliged in our society. Oh, a lot of people said that was show, that he’d say anything to be elected president, but that is not what I saw. I have not always trusted my inner vision, but in this I have never wavered, I believed in him. I think had he lived he would have become president and I think the entire world would be a VERY different place than it is. He would have built bridges, not dams. He would have opened doors, not built walls. The Cold War would have ended under his stewardship, because he was a man who could walk on water. And the world would have seen that. That he died as he did, is, I think, one of America’s greatest tragedies, indeed, one of the world’s greatest tragedies. Because he would have been a leader on the world’s stage whom everyone could have loved. He changed. He grew. From the righteous Attorney General enforcing the law, to a man who understood and felt at his core the suffering that creates crime. People aren’t evil just for the hell of it, giggle. Mostly. There are those, and in this I agree with Neale, who are here to show all of us what we are NOT, and there are people on a smaller scale who do the same thing. Illusion or not. I am not Gary Gilmore, though I could be if I wished. But I don’t wish. And one of the reasons I don’t wish is that I KNOW what he did and I KNOW I am not that. Bobby Kennedy could have done that for the world. And that he never had the chance, I think, is one of the reasons we see what we do now in the world. This may be home to you, Jennifer, but it is anarchy to me. Home would be a much happier place, for me. It’s cool, you’re okay with this. But I will never be. Illusion or not.

Now I am going to preach a little bit. About your beneficent leaders. This is from George Will’s column in the 10/12 StarTribune. For those of you who do not know, George Will is the most erudite conservative who has ever existed on this planet. And he has a conscience. That part is important. There are lots of well-read and well-spoken conservatives who have humanity’s interest at heart (note, PLEASE, that I do not include Karl Rove among this group) who truly want opportunity for all and freedom for all. George Will is one such. That we disagree, as often I do, on the manner in which we achieve this, is not material. In the end, we are going to the same place. So, please read what he had to say, and understand this is a man with tongue firmly in cheek and a command of the English language that we should all admire.

“Enough, already, with compassion for society’s middle and lower orders. There currently is a sympathy deficit regarding the very rich. Or so the rich might argue because they bear the heavy burden of spending enough to keep today’s plutonomy humming.

Furthermore, because the merely affluent are diminishing the ability of the very rich to derive pleasure from positional goods, philanthropy might become the final form of positional competition. Perhaps that is why so many colleges and universities (more than 20, according to Twitchell) are currently conducting multi billion-dollar pledge campaigns. When rising consumption of luxuries produces declining enjoyment of vast wealth, giving it away might be the best revenge.”

People ARE saying we must come together as one people to solve the problems of this world. These people are EVERYWHERE. They ARE doing their part. Paul Hawken writes about this movement in Blessed Unrest.

Sandra Seich of ANSIR has said that she believes our innate strengths are gifts. It is our responsibility to know what they are and to understand what we can do to contribute to the greater good. We are to create the better tomorrow here and now for ourselves, thus securing it for future generations.

Neale Donald Walsh looked within to find his truths. He wrote down his conversation with God (himself) and published some books. By making a difference in our lives, we make a difference in the world. A pebble dropped into the water does create ripples that extend beyond our imagining. We do change the world, one person at a time, starting with ourselves.

I mention these people only because you have already mentioned them in your blog. There are so MANY MORE that need to be mentioned. I think you should have LINKS to ALL the people and groups of people choosing to LOVE, living LIFE fully, and MAKING A DIFFERENCE in the world. No ONE has ALL of the answers. We all need to talk to and learn from one other. We each need to find our own niche and do our part. We ARE rising together to seek solutions that bring us together. Love will always win.

Do you think so? Do you think that is the point? Sandra Seich is a wonderful woman whom I have been blessed to meet, in fleeting moments, who has an incredible gift and insight into us. But what is that insight worth if it is not acted upon? If I could, I would make EVERY person on this planet take her profile test. Because I actually believe that understanding oneself is only half of the trip. It is understanding others, and meeting them where they are, that accomplishes great things. Sandra is an absolute genius, a savante, at what she does, but she, herself acknowledges that the profile itself is a beginning. Now, I freely grant I have not seen every tool for self-analysis/understanding that exists, but I have seen most of them, and as I have said before, those are pre-school, while ANSIR is post-doctorate. I suppose one could say her gift is God-given, and maybe it is. Or maybe it is the life she came here to experience. Does it matter? Whether life be illusion or not? Again. It does and it doesn’t. Maybe we are here playing a game. But if we are, we do NOT know it. No one has EVER come back from the other side, except, allegedly, Jesus, to tell us what is there. ALL we know is HERE. Who we are here. What we DO here. Is all ours to choose and create. If it IS a game? What grander can you imagine? Does it matter what side you choose? Maybe not. Maybe so. But, Jennifer, like you? I don’t believe in hell. But unlike you, I believe in heaven. Not here. I think we can create it here, certainly. I don’t think that will happen for millennia, but Jennifer, you, your ideas, your thoughts and beliefs? Where else could they have originiated but heaven? So, applause for you, you’ve found your heaven here on earth. And, I believe you will be happily received when you return “home”. But I think the rest of us better keep our eyes open as well as our hearts, because, here? Sometimes you have to duck. Or you will lose not only your head but your chance to make a difference. much love, :^) gene

Love,
Jennifer

Thank for your kind comments. And for sharing a bit of yourself here. You are welcome whenever you have time or inclination. I have been inspired by your wisdom in many ways over the past 9 years and am pleased to both promote your work and share in your insights in this medium. I am going to do a bit of editing of my own in response to your comment. I thought for a bit about turning into a post of its own but decided a personal comment requires a personal response. So here I am. :^)

“It seems fair to acknowledge at the outset that I am not religious. Though am respectful and much gladdened when someone believes in anything. So many, too many do not these days. I do not recall having met in past years of research as many lost and untethered souls as have these past four years. Of late, I find myself wanting to cry. Not because of the experience itself, for meeting individuals at-odds with themselves and about their future is not novel, more because of the frequency. A sadness.”

If I have given you the idea that I am religious, giggle, I surely have been unclear in my writing. I am not. In any way. I was raised within the Lutheran religion, but that early education was necessary for me to know what I am not. And from an early age, long before I finished “Confirmation” in the 9th grade, I knew I was not what those there were, that I did not believe what they believed. That was why the first light globe experience so startled me. Not only its appearance, but the words that came out of my mouth which called it forth. Because I did not “like” the church. I did not feel whole within it. I could feel the sense of spirit in the building but not the love that should permeate such a place. But, like you, in recent years and quite often in recent months, I’ve found myself wanting to cry as well. Because I feel this world, its people, have lost their way. Lost their connection to the eternal love that bore us. The glimpses I’ve had into that love, that feeling, through the light experiences, have me convinced beyond certainty that there is so much more to us than we know. I understand the need to come here “veiled” that we might create our experience, untethered as you say, but I feel us moving further from the light rather than closer to it. I would reverse this course had I the opportunity to do. And I may yet have that opportunity, if my voice within is right. I think those who most loudly proclaim their “faith” and purpose within that faith are those who are the furthest from the truth of us. Leaders of the various religions of the world “know not what they do.” They never have.

“For I have spent my life’s coin on the aligning and rallying of individuals around a sense of purpose, in the easing of way and sharpening of ability for recognizing and developing potential; in the asking of questions revealing who you are, why you are here, what motivates and rewards meaningfully. Yet, without a curiosity on the part of another for knowing such fundamental things about themselves and a willingness to do something with and about it external words, wants and wishes cannot be heard, far less make a smattering of difference. Not really. Not for them, not for us and our world, ultimately. A moribund sadness.”

And this is, ultimately, why Jenna crossed our paths with each other because we have something to learn from each other. I have learned much about myself through your profile series. Each reading brings out new understandings. I do not confine myself to my own profiles. I am very interested in other people and theirs as well. Knowing self, for me, is not enough, I am here about others, and it is they to whom I am connected in a way that I do not fully understand, though jenna within has certainly told me, it is experiencing it, feeling it to my core, then being it, that matters most to me. It is why my profile is so “odd”. Healer, Philosopher, Extremist, do not seem much of a match, but for me they are in the precise order that they must be, to let me be, me. It could not be any other way. Nor could I.

“It is not kind, this gift of mine that sees another’s strengths first, and more clearly than face and dearly remembered than name. Like ANSIR®, I see you as strengths, ahead of person.”

Yes, I can see that you might find this gift unkind in that way, but I choose to see it as a teaching that you are performing, enabling others to understand themselves so deeply that they might then be able to not only share themselves but develop an interest in understanding others as deeply. It is our connection to each other that we have been slowly losing in the technology age, our nearness via phone, computer and transportation producing a growing personal isolation not contributing to the interconnectedness that we all have at our core. Isaac Asimov wrote a wonderful book, The Naked Sun, in which he described a “society” on a planet called Solaria, whose inhabitants lived on giant estates, alone, their only contact with each was by audio/visual technology, they could not bring themselves to be in the presence of another living being. They “evolved” into such a society – it is one of his robot series of novels which are not only entertaining, but prescient in many ways. I find him, though very different from Robert Heinlein (the only two sci fi writers whose work I’ve read in its entirety – mostly I don’t like the genre, go figure, giggle), incredibly ahead of his time. Indeed, I see a time where much of what he envisioned comes to pass, when humanity moves beyond the confines of earth. This particular book, that society, reminds me of our present day earth, which though teeming with human life, is becoming increasingly isolated. That seems a contradiction, I know, and I’ll deal with that at another time in a post of its own. For my part, I strive to see first a soul, then the person. That is my own “gift”, in that I can read people quickly and quite accurately, from within them rather than without, I “sense” their essence in a way that has proved itself useful, and important, over time, many times, both professionally and personally. It is an interesting and not entirely welcome gift, but one I would not be without.

“One reason I chose this vehicle and topic for introducing myself and responding is your mention of Sarah McLachlan. A fellow Canadian and someone whom, unwittingly, played a role in the writing of the ANSIR® Philosopher Style InDepths™. I could not, and could not understand why I could not, breakout Philosopher research into three realms of functioning in-keeping with the book format. Manipulation is futile with this strength, which I well-knew and respected.”

I’m glad we share this interest. She is a writer with answers to questions she doesn’t know she is asking. Giggle. For me. I see things in her work that I am not sure she sees herself, other application to her words, I mean. And, of course, she is enormously talented. I just love that she writes and arranges all of her own music. Jenna has had me listening to Surfacing and Fumbling Toward Ecstasy for months, just in the last few weeks has she had me move into Afterglow. There is a lot there to think about.

“There I purchased Sarah’s new CD, Rarities, B-Sides, in one-of-a-kind packaging. I trucked it home, unwrapped, loaded and locked it for playing. Two chords had not struck before Philosopher stepped out, came undone, and spun itself into the shape it had to be. Not three realms, but three-in-one.”

Three in one is the sign of divinity, Sandra. Always the three in one. Mind/body/spirit. I can see I am going to have to find and listen to this one. :^)

“Of the 14 Styles of innate human strength Philosopher were the least demanding and energy-sapping. If asked what I do, I am a researcher, for I lack the audacity and dare to claim myself a writer. How could I be, when the doing were so hard and painful? If a muse, mine is fickle and feckless, and surly whilst translating the pictures I see into words. I knew the Philosopher InDepths™ were done when, I swear, I felt its Thank-you at our departure, its having written them itself.”

I completely believe you about this. I have felt that “thank you” at departure, in many way, many realms and with many souls. I can’t completely explain that in this place, but its truth is certain within me.

“Why are we here?”

Very good question. One that has an answer proposed in the CWG series, books 1 and 2, again, the others while pleasant, are not for me, naught but the first two. The answer given there is that we come here to create ourselves, to find who we are by understanding who we are not. Though that seems simplistic, it is not. And it makes perfect sense to me as well. If we come from a place where nothing but love is, and though it be wonderful, how could one possibly know it? Without knowing something different. God expresses this in book 1, page 22, by saying: “In the absence of that “which is not”, that which IS, is not. That is quite an interesting sequence in the book because it explains the creation of relativity, relationship, in a way that goes beyond anything physical scientists or spiritual leaders have ever been able to imagine let alone explain. I’ve an article saved somewhere about which I am going to write one of these days soon that explains this in clear terms. But why we are here has a simpler answer. To create ourselves experientially and so to understand ourselves conceptually as well.

“I believe that we are here and accountable for one thing: the perpetuation of our species, for which every person is born with unique strengths. In my view, “truth is enslaved” to the extent that one remains ignorant of who they are and why they are here. To know what are your top strengths and career attributes is to understand what you can and could do that contributes to the greater good and quicker attains the meaningful, rewarding life sought for the duration. No varnish can hide the grain of the wood. Innate strengths are gifts. As such, they are not your choice but are your responsibility.”

I can’t disagree with this in anyway, it resonates as truth within me. I believe the truth is already within us and our task here but to let it reveal itself, then experience that truth as we will. As for the perpetuation of our species, not surprisingly, given the extremist portion of my profile, I am less interested. I am interested in the realization and expression of eternal truth. If that requires a species other than homo sapiens to accomplish, then so be it. We have yet to demonstrate much beyond our self-interest here. Oh, individually, great teachers have always walked among us and still do. But power remains concentrated in the hands of those who are fully capable of rendering this planet uninhabitable. And who yet may do exactly that. The environmentalist talk of “destroying” the planet is just silly. We aren’t capable of that. We can make it uninhabitable for life as we know it. But the planet will go on. It may spit us out like a piece of fruit gone bad but over time it will heal whatever we’ve done to it, and life will rise again, perhaps to repeat the cycle we are experiencing, perhaps to realize the ultimate truth behind the universe. Time will tell. I have an interest in this. It is why I’m here. But I am but one person who so far can do nothing but observe and comment. This I am doing. Ad nauseam. :^). Personal participation awaits further developments, which may or may not appear. If they do, we’ll have a different discussion and you will understand more fully all three aspects of my profile and why they are as they are, giggle. We’ll see. I listen within, but I live without as well. It is an interesting dichotomy this human experience, at once spiritual and physical, each sometimes at war with the other, and sometimes walking hand in hand with love beyond knowing. The truth isn’t really enslaved, it is only lying hidden within us, and it is up TO us, as you point out, through self-understanding to find the “key” that unlocks that little door within, through which, when opened, will flow much more than Pandora ever dreamed of. :^)

“If truth were enslaved it would be to personal creed, a. k. a., one’s integrity, methinks. Truth cannot be betrayed, though trust can and is, invariably. I trust no one and permit none to trust me. The obligation and expectations inherent with trust extol a price I am not willing to pay nor to levy. Experience, alone, changes us. For trust, change equates with betrayal. If experience changes me into someone you no longer know, cannot abide and/or like, that ought not deter me from exercising our inalienable rights to live as aspired and adapt as able and capable. Trust impregnates betrayal. So, out of respect for yourself, for sakes of others and world wear a condom”

Giggle. I won’t dispute anything you’ve said here. Though, I will say, I find a certain sadness in your lack of faith in trust. Yes, trust is sometimes betrayed, and when it is, it hurts, but when it is not, when it becomes the cornerstone of relationship, when one would die rather than betray, well then, I think that particular relationship has reached the pinnacle of human ability. It does not often happen. I’m not sure I can say with certainty that it ever actually has. But I do know that some individuals, in relation to each other, have come very close. There are those who have given their lives rather than betray another, who would give their own life, to save another. I think this is our spiritual essence at its highest expression, or at least at the highest level our species is presently capable of demonstrating. We have a very long way to go, and the path ahead is fraught with experience and choice. I am interested in influencing those choices as much as I am in observing them. I speak from my perspective here as well as my perspective from where I come from, where we all come from. And, Sandra, as you know, I have entrusted you, here. Without reservation, without circumspection, without editing, giggle. So, maybe, not invariably is truth, even that which is yours alone, betrayed? Are you really that worried about what I may do? That you demand I wear a condom? My love, I was born with one in place.

I think I will leave this as is. There is more to say about this, much more, but I am going to leave some of that for other posts of their own. For this moment, it is enough to say that I am deeply pleased you are here. And immensely pleasured and enlightened to have met you. :^) gene

You are a wonderful and gifted communicator. I am looking forward to stopping by and stepping in as I may.

Thank-you for your kind acknowledgements and support of Ansir.com works, and for extending us an invitation to participate in your Blog space. Much appreciated.

It seems fair to acknowledge at the outset that I am not religious, though am respectful and much gladdened when someone believes in anything. So many, too many do not these days. I do not recall having met in past years of research as many lost and untethered souls as have these past four years. The clash between another’s sensed futility and my sensing of their utility is the hardest of interpersonal experiences to bear. Of late, I find myself wanting to cry. Not because of the experience itself, for meeting individuals at-odds with themselves and about their future is not novel, more because of the frequency. A sadness.

For I have spent my life’s coin on the aligning and rallying of individuals around a sense of purpose, in the easing of way and sharpening of ability for recognizing and developing potential; in the asking of questions revealing who you are, why you are here, what motivates and rewards meaningfully. Yet, without a curiosity on the part of another for knowing such fundamental things about themselves and a willingness to do something with and about it external words, wants and wishes cannot be heard, far less make a smattering of difference. Not really. Not for them, not for us and our world, ultimately. A moribund sadness.

It is not kind, this gift of mine that sees another’s strengths first, and more clearly than face and dearly remembered than name. Like ANSIR®, I see you as strengths, ahead of person.

Who else’s very cells shout, trust self first, last and only! at meet with your self-doubt; or vibrate agitatedly, if you don’t have your own reason for living, one will be provided, at meet with your ennui; or shudders alarmed, none achieves as aspired nor loves as desired without significant support from compatible others!, on entering your house divided; or sighs, it is easier to love someone that to like them, when you bitch, bicker, are hurt by others; or leapingly defends, you can train someone to perform capably though cannot untrain them from doing what comes naturally, at greet of your employer complaints. Who else’s cells hear and care, I wonder. Them, do I wish to find. Perhaps here?

Acceptance and change is the future. Neither, of which, comes in pill form but that still must be taken internally to be effective.

One reason I chose this vehicle and topic for introducing myself and responding is your mention of Sarah McLachlan. A fellow Canadian and someone whom, unwittingly, played a role in the writing of the ANSIR® Philosopher Style InDepths™. I could not, and could not understand why I could not, breakout Philosopher research into three realms of functioning in-keeping with the book format. Manipulation is futile with this strength, which I well-knew and respected.

My plans were to set Philosopher aside and carry on with another Style or aspect of the book, before returning and retrying. Each time that I did the results were unchanged: nada. Eventually, the only Styles left were Evokateur and Philosopher which, by now, had been tried and set aside eight times. I felt strongly that Evokateur would be the hardest of assimilations to escape. I’d assimilated and been consumed 12 intense times by then and felt like Swiss cheese looks. From physically; to emotionally; to instinctively; to practically; to intuitively; to logically; to spiritually I’d exhausted every person then in my life who was incapable of understanding the process and, if not with flourish, with distinct Style. Though highly effective, it’s not an approach I’d recommend for address-book updating.

So there I sat, Evokateur research stacked to the left, Philosopher to the right and Dread in the middle, staring at a 19″ white page sans so much as a squiggle. One day passed. Two. Two and a-half. Three came and went, followed by four and on which I upped from my chair and went to the store. There I purchased Sarah’s new CD, Rarities, B-Sides, in one-of-a-kind packaging. I trucked it home, unwrapped, loaded and locked it for playing. Two chords had not struck before Philosopher stepped out, came undone, and spun itself into the shape it had to be. Not three realms, but three-in-one.

Of the 14 Styles of innate human strength Philosopher were the least demanding and energy-sapping. If asked what I do, I am a researcher, for I lack the audacity and dare to claim myself a writer. How could I be, when the doing were so hard and painful? If a muse, mine is fickle and feckless, and surly whilst translating the pictures I see into words. I knew the Philosopher InDepths™ were done when, I swear, I felt its Thank-you at our departure, its having written them itself.

Since, ANSIR® has engaged a number of persons who undertook the task of breaking out the Philosopher InDepths®. None succeeded in the end, anymore than I had in the beginning.

Why are we here?

I believe that we are here and accountable for one thing: the perpetuation of our species, for which every person is born with unique strengths. In my view, “truth is enslaved” to the extent that one remains ignorant of who they are and why they are here. To know what are your top strengths and career attributes is to understand what you can and could do that contributes to the greater good and quicker attains the meaningful, rewarding life sought for the duration. No varnish can hide the grain of the wood. Innate strengths are gifts. As such, they are not your choice but are your responsibility.

We are not here to talk ad nauseam, as are wont, about the better tomorrow, but to spend ourselves fully on effecting it here and now for ourselves, thus securing it for our future generations.

If truth were enslaved it would be to personal creed, a. k. a., one’s integrity, methinks. Truth cannot be betrayed, though trust can and is, invariably. I trust no one and permit none to trust me. The obligation and expectations inherent with trust extol a price I am not willing to pay nor to levy. Experience, alone, changes us. For trust, change equates with betrayal. If experience changes me into someone you no longer know, cannot abide and/or like, that ought not deter me from exercising our inalienable rights to live as aspired and adapt as able and capable.

Trust impregnates betrayal. So, out of respect for yourself, for sakes of others and world wear a condom.

Thank-you.
Seich.

So when I recommended it, I was “seeing” the way it showed synapses forming patterns in how we react to certain stimulations, how addictions (to drugs, to behaviors) form, for instance. And I was seeing in Bleep, reason for hope. Hope that an addiction isn’t a lost cause, no matter what form it takes, whether that be to a chemical, a mood, or a person. We CAN change is the message I took from Bleep. We are NOT condemned to repeat old behaviors, we can learn new ones, we can train our brains to respond in different ways to old stimuli and in so doing change the way we think and act. Which is something Jesus recommended, and Paul recommended about a zillion times in his letters, and God recommends in CWG books 1 and 2. We are not “lost” to our past, neither are we slaves to our previous behaviors, we CAN change. For me that is a message of hope and that is why I recommend the movie. We CAN change the way we think and act, we have hope. And that is not a small thing to me.

The “science” of it? Well, that is yet to be demonstrated and tested, but then so were all new ideas tested over time. That the earth was not the center of the universe, was not flat, that gravity, which cannot be seen still exists, that infrared which the human eye cannot see, exists. So too may the ideas in Bleep be either borne out or disproved over time. For now, though, I like the message of hope. For me, the movie speaks to the possibility of changing how we humans act toward each other, AND ourselves, in all manner of ways. If you look at it from that perspective, then everything is still fine, up is still up and down is still down. I think. :^) gene

i am writing you because of your reccomendation of the WHAT the bleep film.

besides that I am in agreement with most you have said.

i am including a post reply to another blog re What the bleep (WTB) and Emotos “Water study”.

I am hoping you will see how it is antithetical to what Humpery would have wanted to take place…

Thanks for the space!

Robert

As we all know from our history books, water borne illnesses have been terribly destructive to a sociey’s health.

Many innovations have happened since then that have the ability to correct these problems.

Today it seems that there are other forms of carriers that can infect our society. Unfortunately, (in my opinion and many other scientists) “what the bleep” and quacks like Mr. Emoto are some of them.

Interestingly enough, while you admit that you cannot verify the facts from america on line, you make no such statement about what the bleep or emotos work. On the contrary, you call Emoto a “well respected scientist” I do not know how you came up with that and as far as the water experiment he made there was absolutly no peer review ( not that one is really needed because it is so obviously bogus).

One thing the internet does is allow these guys to spread their “virus” of bad information.

i am not blaming you, you like most people hear the word science, see it presented in what the bleep and it is presented in a subtle, slick way so that these people can continue to sell their snake oil.

There is much on the what the bleep film out there that discounts much of the science in it. Google what the bleep and fraud, cult, charlatin, scam and you will find plenty. Do that with emotos name and you will find plenty also. Then decide for yourself.

They use false logic to substanciate their claims. It is like saying since the moon moves the oceans and our bodies are made up of 70% water then it must have an effect on our bodies also. (see moon and gravitational effects on the human body for an explaination of why this is not so)

Or it is like saying since electricity is made from electrons, then morality is made from morons. Get my drift??

Todays world is brimming over with new and innovative scientific discoveries that no one ever hears about. In my opinion because people are drawn more to the concepts in WTB, The secret, etc.

While these concepts on the surface seem liberating and full of possibilities, in fact they become authoritarian, unprovable, and baseless in science.

Many persons, especially seniors get taken by these concepts because they are disenchanted with their medical care (and with good reason in some cases), are searching for a greater meaning to thier lives, or simply want to take the time in their later years to be the best they can be and help leave this world in better shape then when they came in.

many are out there to take advantage of these understandable and admirable traits. (like Emoto) and in their wake leave many seniors stripped of their cash, isolated from their families, desolate, and despondent and what is worse, after all that when and if they have an ounce of strength left to face the snake oil salesmen and hold them accountable. they simply reply with the retort that “they (the seniors) have created their own reality”.

Obviously, this is an issue I feel passionately about. if you disagree thats ok, hopefully you will do so once you inform yourself of the facts though.

My best to you.
Robert