As I have mentioned, I have signed up to an expensive course that teaches a marketing method to pick the right people that are a good match for what I am attempting to do: take a group of people to the level of human being, the next evolutionary level for the species.
Signing up opened a can of worms.
Several daily emails, and a slew of offers, all beyond my need, all beyond my budget.
Today, a week into this campaign, the fifteenth video, the offer is 20 thousand dollars… and I am ready to throw in the towel.
It is like being in a restaurant,
…asking for a bowl of soup… That is what I wanted, that is what I can afford.
During the summer of 1966 I ran into a girl I knew from elementary school. Turns out she applied and was accepted to the same school I was going to start in that September.
We were having a chat. I remember thinking to myself: Compared to her I know everything… why am I going to school?
We both graduated. I am sure she still thinks she knows everything. My experience is that I know less and less as time goes by.
Whether you can identify with my 19 year old person, or my 69 year old person, and to what degree will be important, so jot it down.
To my surprise, people have no idea that their worth a damn factor has been neglected since they were little babies.
They get “encouragement” to not know that there is such a thing… and then they grow up to be seriously not worth a damn, and they suffer.
How does it work?
If you are consistently praised for being a good girl, a pretty girl, a smart girl… you’ll think that that is what there is to it. That is your ticket to the good life, to paradise.
What I didn’t say in the last article about conscious awareness and discipline, is probably as important as what I did say.
Lots of people argue that your subconscious or your ego are more important than what you are aware of consciously, but that may not be true.
Your ego, your drive given to you by the genes and their selfish desire that is so often counter to your conscious desire: unless you know thine enemy, the enemy will always win.
Your decisions from the past that are now not in the conscious part of your brain: ditto. If you don’t know at least the most important decisions that have taken you to where you are… then they will continue to run the show, that is your life
If you are one of my students who isn’t getting better… Or not as fast as you hoped you would, you should ask the question: Why you won’t follow a system, why you lie, why you’ll never amount to anything worthwhile?
This article will attempt to point you to some answers…
Our tendency to socialize and spend time with people with our lesser (at least in our not so humble opinion) is so strong, and so “normal”, that I expect you not to recognize it in yourself.
Why? Because the desire to do that does not come from our conscious self, it comes from our “other than conscious” self, the selfish gene.
The Big Bundle of energies other people sell piecemeal… I am going to sell you as a bundle.
We all hear and read about energy healing, but most of that healing doesn’t work or it’s disappointing.
But here is an energy tool that works… Really.
The story
I first heard about Mr. T., the ugly Indian energy master, from my client and massage therapist… She raved about how he caused cows to give more milk and trees to bear more fruit. In addition to healing people.
Bull shit, I thought, but didn’t say it.
Then when this Mr. T offered an inexpensive sample session to try his transmissions, I paid my $20 to try it. The session was two hours of testimonials, and 2 minutes
This is an article I snatched from the New York Times…
What you don’t know is this: you teach your children to color inside the lines, never experiment, never make mistakes, to live in fear, and to experience little. To not even experience what they experience. To be little soldiers that will make you look good, while you attempt to live your life and give as little attention to the kids as you can.
Hell on earth…
One one hand you are protective, on the other you neglect them… And then you fell guilty.
Just look back at your childhood. You are stunted, and your children are stunted.
This article explains some of why… some, not all.
In the article of my own that I will publish today (it’s not ready yet) I will add some more clarity.
Caring for children shouldn’t be like carpentry, with a finished product in mind. We should grow our children, like gardeners
The most popular page on this site, www.yourvibration.com, is my Mind Movies review page.
So I decided to add a few words to it… I added this today:
Bad news: no matter what program you buy, if you remain the same inside, small, arrogant, and fearful, no program will do anything for you… For most people there is a schasm, a big divide between what they want and what they do… And that big divide needs to be bridged by small purposeful actions. But the problem I see with any results based goal setting program: most people are incapable of designing the small actions, let alone doing them. So the success rate of
Today I learned a lesson so cruelly cutting, my stomach hurt from it.
Now, being on the other side of it, it has opened my eyes to so many things, I am surprised.
I found out that some of my carefully crafted assumptions based in decades of education might be wrong.
I have been fighting it for more than a week now… and finally, today, I had to face the piper.
The polar pitcher, the equipment I use for energizing water, has changed: the pitcher you get on Amazon today are slightly smaller than what I own and have based my water energizing system on.
It makes no sense to me… and I can hardly believe it.
Yogananda… I have measured his vibration at different times, in different contexts, always having a different number come up. So today I spent some time in his space… to see what’s up.
Paramahansa Yogananda was a sad person. For two reasons, the two sides of the same coin: he had something that he wanted to share, and it wasn’t shareable.
His words are simply his idea what made him the way he was, and the words did not communicate. Did not do for others what they, he thought,