Unconsciousness

What do I mean when I say that I have no sense of self?

Everything is a subconscious reaction; just like a finely tuned, well honed athlete. There is no conscious thought or effort involved.

All conscious thoughts that are worthy of acceptance are already assimilated into the subconscious. We filter the thoughts as they come to us.

There are no fears, doubts, judgments, biases, agenda’s, or anticipatory thoughts.

Our consciousness is able to take a “back seat” to subconscious thought. With every interaction we use the core essence of our subconscious “purity of thought” to form a meaningful phrase, thought, re-action or interchange with a 3rd party.

Our subconsciousness holds the purity of our inner being. It is up to our consciousness to mold our subconsciousness into a positive essence.

It is the sole job of our consciousness to fine tune and mold the accumulation of our subconscious knowledge. It always looks inward and works on the subconsciousness just like a gifted mechanic fine tunes the running of an engine. It is the job of the subconscious to directly interact with our outward environment.

We mold the subconsciousness through prayer, meditation, self-talk and focused introspection.

Once our subconsciousness is purified we can freely allow the vocalizations of our core being to speak through the accumulation of subconscious thoughts so that we may have as “pure as possible” an interchange with another human, as close to “soul to soul” interaction as can be possible within human existence.

Once we lose our sense of self, our soul is able to freely interact with the world around us without fear, guilt or hesitation.

At this point we will be able to make subconscious decisions, such as trusting our gut instinct; and we won’t have to be conscious of the reason why.

Then there is no “Hindsight” or self doubt. Mistakes can and will be made, but only from the purest of motives. We then assimilate what we have learned into our unconsciousness and begin the process anew.

Our soul is ever growing and evolving.

A little about me.

Mission Statement:

To create an atmosphere that allows the willing to examine the nature of their being and to form a stronger foundation on which they stand.

Creed:

I enlighten and entertain, through a unique perception of reality, in such a way that allows the willing to expand the boundaries of their conscious thought.

Motto:
There is no meaning outside of what we seek and what we expect to find.

Motto Ancillary:

When you look for something, the most important thing is knowing how to find it!

Affirmation:

I am.

Tag Line:

I mean your planet no harm.

Web Page:

www.WhyInGodsName.com

Perfection?

Basically we are the accumulation of all that we have experienced up to now. All the basic frameworks are in our subconscious and our learned reasoning to act on the frameworks is in the conscious. However we also carry a lot of baggage stored in our mind. Fears (failure, embarrassment, flying etc), ego (which has fear and bullheadedness as a part), self doubt (lack of belief or faith) etc that normally pervade our decision making process. We should strive to balance our holy trinity of conscious, subconscious and body in a balance (just like our passions). When we breakdown the negative self talk, build up our positive image/self talk and have our body pure and burning clean we can achieve perfection.

By eliminating all fears, self doubts, politics, emotions, worries and preconceptions we can fully engage our conscious and unconscious selves in a state of perfection for that given moment. By our natures we can't achieve anything greater than the totality of all our experiences will let us. However in perfect harmony we can react in the moment with a perfection of our cumulative ability.

We must also remember that when we view another person or any experience, we view it from within the framework of all we know (think we know, or have accumulated). We have to make a conscious effort to remove our predilections and experience the moment without a sense of self. This means that the only way we can grow is thru interaction. And the only way we can truly experience a person, thing, sensation or situation is by removing our ego and striving to empathize with the experience autonomous from ourselves.

Perspective

Looking back on my early formative life, running around with my close friends from High School (Tony, Bhert, Sal, Hole, Belar and Frog) what defined us was that we really enjoyed life and were a fun and diversionary group. We also took nothing for granted. We went out of our way to find new ways to look at everything. We challenged the ordinary. But never with meanness or hatefulness. A process of challenging everything and taking nothing for granted. Look at everything from a fresh perspective.

A sense of Community

What is community? What is disassociating us from the rest of the world? Previously community was people in close proximity to us, usually a homogenous blend of folks that you had in villages, tribes, small towns, cities or neighborhoods. People that tended to associate closely with each other because their beliefs and ideals were closely aligned with each other. They all shared a lot in common and there was a protectiveness about the community. This means, at least overtly, that everyone tended to think, feel and act alike. Just like in Fraternities, Sororities, Elks Clubs, Masons etc.

You tend to group together with people that offer some sense of security and that think so much like you. But the problem is that you are not truly allowed to think outside the boundaries; to expand parts of your intellect or psyche that is looking for something else. You will not be allowed to do it within the context of the community if it is seen as abnormal by a majority of the group.

Today we can view our community as the world via the internet. Reaching out and touching and building bonds via cyberspace. But there is no personal interaction; no hugging, no touching, no physical contact. No feeling or sense of close community by sitting next to or seeing individuals on a daily basis. No looking people in the eye, reading the body language, reading the face, understanding the truth of the personal connectivity that is going on in that moment. And this leaves us cyber-isolated.

Those w/in close proximity may not provide the psychological stimulation that we need; they may actually hold us back from what we want to do. We have a dichotomy between the people close to us that we feel frustrations with and the people cyber-separated that we cannot see and feel. The people close to us may not be comfortable with some of the personal areas that we are exploring and those cyber connected that share our same desires for growth may be so far away that we could never physically visit them.

The next phase of what we would view as community would need people in close proximity that share close personal connections and gives us our feelings of humanity and need for human contact and allows us to explore (cyber-wise) our desires for personal growth and expansion on the web with people that will never be able to give us the personal touch.

Faith - Short Version

Faith is a myopic rage. It is single-mindedness of purpose; a disbelief of reality. And rage at what doesn’t exist; with maniacal concentration on shaping reality to fit our point of view. Faith takes no prisoners.

We are our Art!

We are each the artist that paints our soul. At birth we are an unpainted canvas, or a lump of clay waiting to be shaped and molded. In our early years, prior to the age of accountability, the point where we become conscious creatures taking full responsibility for the course of our lives, the basic foundation for the work of art we are to become is shaped by our parents, friends, family, school and others. Once we become conscious we still have a decision to make. We can relinquish our responsibility and allow our being to be crafted at the hands of every interaction we experience, allowing existence to define who we are and will become. Or we can grab the brush and paint the picture we envision in our dreams. A picture only we can fully experience or enjoy and that others will have to appreciate through us. Yet still a picture that can blind the eyes of the unconscious masses, those who have allowed their being to be dictated to them; simply by catching glimpses of the wondrous beauty that is expressed by a picture painted at the hands of an individual, unique in its expression of a life crafted like no other. A picture of our soul. We are each given an opportunity; a responsibility. A life and a mind; the palette on which we paint. It is never too late to hold the brush.

Consciousness

Our consciousness exists merely to craft and fine tune the workings, and totality of our unconscious mind and thoughts. When we use our conscious mind to interact with the world (i.e. people, things and experiences) we are clouded with fear, uncertainty and doubt based on our perception of reality or of what we feel others may think of us. Our unconscious mind is the collection of our self perceptions, biases and accumulation of knowledge. Once we have rid our unconsciousness of fear, uncertainty and doubt, we can interact with the world with no sense of self, where we are acting from the purest expression of our essence; our souls. We exist in the moment without any expression of fear, uncertainty or doubt. We are the keepers of our own souls.

Perfection

Absolute perfection, from a universal POV, is complicated. I don’t believe in Plato’s archetypes. I started to write that we can be perfect at every moment of our life by being and doing the absolute best in that moment, given the accumulation of our life, thoughts and deeds up to that point. But this seems to imply that we all strive for a measure of perfection that is still reconciled against the totality of purity of all human thought, deeds and emotions. It implies worth; that our life has no meaning outside of a comparison to the norm. It also implies a value assigned to the worthiness of our efforts. IOW, my life is more perfect than yours based on a value of 1 to 100 and ranked according to the data provided from a “sum of all lives”. You could also say that we are all perfect at any moment simply because we are where we are at any instant. We are the perfection of what we have become. But this negates any definition of bad, good or perfect perfection. There is no worth and no way to assign a value. I want to add consciousness to the equation, but is an animal not perfect in what it does? Are only the most agile and nimble hunters considered perfect? Is wile and dexterity the mark of perfection that an animal is measured against? And what about us? Is it consciousness that gives us the ability to strive for or be perfect? Or should we be judged only on the basis of our animalistic instincts? And would that imply wile and dexterity or ruthlessness and cunning? Does our consciousness separate us from the animals? Is it our soul? Does our soul or consciousness reside apart from our physical mind? Our consciousness is an amorphous shell that is created from the inter-working of our brains chemicals, synapses and neurons. It ceases to have meaning when our brain ceases to have life. So, where is the soul? But I have thoroughly digressed, this was to be an essay on perfection; but sometimes the minds ability to think, question and understand gets in the way. I thought I had a concept of perfection until I started to type. I think I may still do, but it has more to do with taking consciousness out of the equation by a conscious effort to negate ourselves. At least the selves we have created as a shield to help us grind through daily life. But it is our consciousness that helps to shape and define our unconsciousness. Without the ability, responsibility or fortitude to shape our unconscious thought we can never call our unconsciousness perfection; random would be a better word. But this conjures up thousands of more thoughts and I am out of time. Thoughts such as, consciousness vs. the soul and using consciousness as a tool to free our subconscious (soul?) to interact perfectly with the world. But isn’t subconsciousness also a creation of our physical mind? Or is it a connecting point? And then, with what?

Guideposts

Maybe my purpose is to be a guide. To lead you on an adventure to a new perspective on life. And if you need me as a guide, you are a sad, sad person. But with that being said....

If you want to learn to swim; get in the water. You have to take that first step, you have to get your shoes on; you have to be motivated. You are not going to do anything by sitting and contemplating. You have to plot a course and take the first steps; the rest will come naturally.

Passionate Living

To fully live the passion in our lives we should be constantly teetering on the brink of insanity. Pressing the edges of the envelope of life and experience if we are to enjoy anything new. We should be always on the brink of insanity without going over; almost delusional in our desire to pursue and enhance our passions. To our own vision we are utterly sane but driven to continue our pursuit. To those in the middle, we are mad, crazy, maniacal and obsessively compulsive. There seems to be no reason to our desires.

Down the Stream

Our life and our passion is a journey down that stream. There is no goal; we obtain and/or create all that we can accomplish before we die. At times we are rushing over the waterfall; such exhilaration, completely alive (and glad to be). Then we are porting the dry areas with all of our gear in our pack and our canoe on our shoulders; trudging over the rocks, sweat pouring, back aching, not enough food, water or rest. Then we are the beavers, building dams to stem the flow and creating pools of stillness, abundance and beauty. Where we may rest, grow and ponder until we again become restless and break the dams to enjoy the rush of once again riding the rapids.

Stream of Living

Life is like a stream. Depending on where you on The Stream it maybe deep and wondrous, or shallow and sparse; slow moving and meandering or rapidly cascading over rocks and falls and passing thru deep gorges. We can view it as a swimmer trapped in its currents; forbidding and scary, an accident or fatality waiting on us to make a mistake. Or we can view it as a kayaker; a wonderful playground where we can paddle the rapids, spin in the eddies and jump the waterfalls. An exhilarating rush where we test our mettle against all that it can throw at us. It is all in our perspective.

I AM!

I AM!

Amazing!

I am amazing! I am what I AM!

I hope you ARE!

I am not a great many things. But what I am, I AM.

I am not trying to be anything; that means I am not.
I hope to be many things, but I am not those, yet. When I am ready, I will.
I am what I am; right now!

When I decide to change what I AM today, I WILL.
It will have already happened. The past!
No fears, no doubts. History.

This is now.

When I decide to BE, I WILL!

Then I AM!

Do not try. Have faith. BE!

Take stock. Re-assess. Do!

Remove the useless.

Cherish the valuable.

Obtain the necessary. Then you ARE!

Simplicity, not simple. Effort; introspection, soul searching, prayer, meditation, patience, time, agony!

Mania!

No sleep; little rest. Change the world until you see your soul!


I am.

What am i?

I am a Motivational Speaker; Inspiration Consulting is my business. Perspective re-alignments; scattered, smothered & covered with humor.

No stone left unturned.
Windmills tilted.
Dragons battled.
Kings clothed.
Left is right; up is down.
The only surety is the the uncertainty principle.

The game is afoot.

Right now the only ones that can hear it are the other voices in my head; my stream of unconsciousness. Quite an audience; very opinionated. I am learning alot.

As of 11/06 my introverted pastimes will become part of the global extra-net. Be afraid; everything you thought you knew is starting to un-ravel.

E-Ticket, baby!
You must be this berserk to ride this ride!

C U N A whole, new light!

Shock and Awwwwww

I have come to accept the fact that my personality, as defined by the military, is “Shock and Awe”. I realize not everyone is the same; I am the exception that proves the rule. I have come to this point by “hook or crook”; not down a purposeful pathway. Yet I have learned a couple of things.

All of our learning’s and interactions over the course of a lifetime should be an abrasion of course personalities. Honing each of us into polished gems of existence.

But first our core personality must be made of solid rock; able to withstand abuse, erosion, chipping and wear. We must be able to turn inside ourselves for our solace and foundation. And what we, as individuals, can not endure can be conquered when we all come together to form a dam of resistance and change.
However, a lot of people are not afforded a solid “personality of being”; or they have it torn away at an early age; never to see it again. We are born existential creatures. From an early age our self knowledge is very incomplete; as we grow we build shells, and covers and blankets and hidey-holes. Once cognizant, our goal is to whittle away the veneers revealing the gem in all of its facets.

But what if we could skip the “battle preparation” stages when we erect the walls and the DMZ’s and the blockades and the moats? What if all of our interactions were loving and caring and nurturing and pruning and growing?

What would be the possibilities?

Their is no spoon

Sports people are goin in the right direction; but “be the ball” suggest something you are trying to do. Trying is a continuous process. It is a path one follows; wandering. “I am the ball” is conviction; faith. It is not a process or a path; you are. Until we understand through conviction or faith that we are something, we will always be in a process of wanting to become.

With faith we are able to take an honest look ourselves. We can then understand our strengths and weaknesses and take stock of what we lack. Then we are driven to turn weaknesses into strengths and fill the gaps with skills that we need. Faith is a mania; there is no room for failure.

Through faith we are what we believe ourselves to be. I am the ball. There is no spoon.

Wise Man

No one has ever confused me with a wise man. Well that’s not entirely true. When I was a Southern Baptist Preacher people always got confused. That’s a good thing. Every good Preacher wants to cause a little confusion and consternation. If no one’s confused, then no one’s listening. But they’ll keep coming back; the fear of hell is a wonderful way to fill the pews.

But it scared me to realize people accepted whatever I said as the “word of God”. I am not God and am not delusional enough to think so (with all apologies to Jim Carey & George Burns). People would come up to me after a service and tell me they didn’t know that was what the Bible meant. I told them that’s how I see it based on where I am in my spiritual growth. You need to go home and think about it and decide if it was right for you. They always had the funniest expressions on their faces. There’s that darn confusion again. I felt that they came to church to be told how it is; not to think about it. What good is church if you have to think? Isn’t it outlawed in many congregations?

As a ministerial student I met with my counselor (who just happened to be the Chaplain for the college) to discuss some concerns. How I was supposed to preach the truth to a congregation when I wasn’t sure what it was myself. He told me that we were on one big happy journey seeking God; that I had to share new truths with my flock that jived with what they were able to understand. This would keep from shaking them off their spiritual foundation. But that I should sprinkle in a few new ideas to help them grow; and would only make them a little wobbly.

I told him I understood but had one burning question; what if I was wrong? What if when I stood before the Pearly Gates Saint Peter told me that not only was I going to Hell but I was taking about 150 people with me (I like having company)?

I must’ve confused him because he had the same funny expression on his face as my congregations. I appreciated him telling me he didn’t have a good answer for that one; that thought hadn’t crossed his mind. He tried to console me with we are all responsible for our own salvation and make decisions on what to believe. I thought that was a lot like saying it was OK for me to feed them poison but it was their choice to die.
This was the first time I put serious thought into the fact that I might be in the wrong profession.