We all want to be loved. It’s hardwired, because being loved is the surest way to be fed, as a child, get sex as an adult, be promoted or helped as an adult.
Its purpose is survival.
The organism wants to survive, desperately.
We don’t know what that love is, but we want it. And some of us want to earn it.
I just followed a link that introduced me to Chris Farley, a fat comedian, who died… because he could not live without that love. ((Chris Farley is the fat guy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ngdYG
My first foray, my first venture into joy or joyous is trying to figure out what joy is. After all we don’t know necessarily what words mean when it comes to feelings… do we. We, children, watch and learn… but in a world where what you see is a mask, what you see does not represent a feeling accurately, because the person isn’t feeling it, because the person is faking it, the looks don’t help.
My hunch is that joy is fabricated with the intention to cause craving for it, to cause an acute sense of the lack of it.
Actually, when I watch people who enjoy something, they
Let me ask you something: do you have to deserve a body? Did you have to deserve to be able to read?
No. Deserving is much more basic, and much more profound than that kind of deserving, which would equate the word with earning.
Earning is a mercantile world’s word: it measures your work, or your merchandise against the asking price… earning.
But deserving is different, regardless how crazy that word drove me when I was a kid. My kid brother whining that he deserved whatever he was whining about.
I didn’t think I deserved anything, so he asserting that he de
In spite of The sight, and other capacities newly available to you, you don’t seem to be able to change…
You have been unsuccessful getting their guidance, getting your information from outside of the mind.
This manifests, among others, in the inability to muscle test correctly.
The question is why?
The phenomenon, what actually seems to happen is this: you understand where to look, how to look, and you nod rapidly. You bring great examples to show how you just succeeded in using the new capacity… but I can smell the mischief… you are trying to throw me off my tra
The Islamic State is no mere collection of psychopaths. It is a religious group with carefully considered beliefs, among them that it is a key agent of the coming apocalypse. Here’s what that means for its strategy—and for how to stop it.
What is the Islamic State?
Where did it come from, and what are its intentions? The simplicity of these questions can be deceiving, and few Western leaders seem to know the answers. In December, The New York Times published confidential comme
Covering your facebook avatar with the tricolor French flag: what does it mean about you?
Pretense? Courage?
Posting high-sounding sound bites on Facebook, like Marianne Williamson did:
David didn’t defeat Goliath by normal means; he defeated him by hitting him in the Third Eye. Goliath has one Achilles’ heel, and that is that he has no conscience. The only thing more powerful than hate gone viral is love gone viral, and that is what we must make happen now. T
he problem we face cannot be healed by normal allopathic means. This is not an operable cancer that we are dealing with; si
Like knowledge, capacities are either conscious or not.
When a knowledge, a skill, a capacity is conscious, you know to reach for it when it would be useful. It is like you know you have a Phillips screwdriver… and you reach for it.
But if you have never had a Phillips screwdriver, as far as you are concerned, you have to substitute other methods to screw in a screw, imperfect tools for an imperfect result, or give it up and find another screw. Makes sense so far?
A student of mine lives in the same town as I do and for a while he used to drive me around to do errands.
Then I realized that it made him feel entitled to insult me on calls, so I put an end to that arrangement.
That was about two months ago.
He sent me a few emails offering rides, etc.
We even spent a few good times doing “exploring your own neighborhood” type of things, like visiting lakes and such.
Every email that he sends emphasizes that he is giving me something, asking me what I need… etc.
I stopped wanting anything.
I don’t want him to give me anything any more. I experience a feeling akin to hate or anger rising in me every time I think of him.
My regular driver is taking a break: she works at the New York State Fair for a few days, and I am driverless. I need stuff. But I won’t ask my student for help because of what I want to share with you.
If you are a perpetual and compulsive giver, you think that you are a good person, don’t you? Am I corre
Negativity is a buzz word. It makes half of what is wrong, and it makes half of what is right. Much like the farmer in one of Osho’s stories, who wanted to teach god how to have the weather…
A farmer who, after a poor harvest, complained: “If God let me control the weather, everything would be better. He apparently doesn’t know much about farming.”
We all want to be loved. It’s hardwired, because being loved is the surest way to be fed, as a child, get sex as an adult, be promoted or helped as an adult.
My first foray, my first venture into joy or joyous is trying to figure out what joy is. After all we don’t know necessarily what words mean when it comes to feelings… do we. We, children, watch and learn… but in a world where what you see is a mask, what you see does not represent a feeling accurately, because the person isn’t feeling it, because the person is faking it, the looks don’t help.
Negativity is a buzz word. It makes half of what is wrong, and it makes half of what is right. Much like the farmer in one of Osho’s stories, who wanted to teach god how to have the weather…