So, this time, I am going to be very specific in what I am seeking in an "Imzadi" and will not settle for anything less than.
A place for my personal views, gripes and pet peeves. Might give you a chuckle for the day, something to chew on, or indigestion, you never know.
Ask and you shall receive
So, this time, I am going to be very specific in what I am seeking in an "Imzadi" and will not settle for anything less than.
The Road Ahead
What comes next? What could possibly be around the bend? There really is no way to know, especially if it's a road one's never travelled on before. I guess that is where "faith" comes into play.
So it is with this faith that I move forward and I have to say, the ride is a rather good one. It happened almost the second I started cleaning out the dead weight from my life. The psychic constipation that I seemed to have been suffering from. Joy, Grant, Frankie, Tommi, James, flushed out and cleared the way for my tribe and Sarah and whomever might be a good fit and a keeper going forward. Speaking of keepers, those are the only ones that are permitted in my sphere of influence. People with integrity that know who they are and what meaningful contribution they are willing to make in this life.
The conclusion of this chapter.
"What a long strange trip it's been" or so the Grateful Dead sang. Indeed, life is full of wonderful twists and turns, opportunities to consider and lessons to be learned.
As this week brings the conclusion of a long and often times challenging journey, I can't help but reflect that I have no regrets, overall. Sure, there is pain I could have done without, but life is love and love includes pain, so, we must accept the whole package. I am so grateful to be able to look back and see the personal progress I made from a dark, angry, bitter place to one filled with joy, peace and love. The love of my son, the love of great friends and the potential for peace in the future, both for myself and humanity.
I will not kid myself that there isn't some inherit trepidation, even occasional anxiety about what might lay ahead. Like most people, I find it really easy to get into a routine, even a bad one. But there is no stopping progress, no putting the Genie back in the bottle.
I am so full of gratitude and humbled by the support and love that my friends have shown me. It is not everyday that I find my faith in humanity restored.
Thank you to Grant for helping bring me here, to this wonderful, loving place full of friends that truly "get me" and share my hopes, dreams and wishes for the future. Where we can work together, side by side, learn and grow and "Be the change we want to see in the world".
Munay
*** PS ***4 words but a big illusion
simple yet emotional confusion
its a animatic intrusion
above all a never ending disillusion.
love knows the art of breaking you apart
making reality depart
tearing you a part
when love dies
it conjures liesbreaking all ties
as a broken heart cries..
love gives you too much pain
drives you insane promises in vain
never trust love again..
Early results are very promising
The end result has been: greatly reduced stress, an increase in time available to pursue my interests and hobbies, and overall people seem to be more interested in my opinions and generally spending time with me the more I am "unavailable".
I have also adopted the "polite facade" and seldom if ever tell people the honest truth. I don't lie, no, that's going too far. But I have learned the benefits of "keeping my mouth shut" and never expressing a real or honest opinion or point of view. Just about everything is met with "that's great" response, no matter how stupid or inane I feel it is. Seems people are happier living with bullshit and insincerity. Why should I bother trying to wake them up to facts and reality?
Let's be clear though, there are still a few people that I consider "real friends" and we do discuss things openly and honestly, even if when we disagree with each other. Nivie, Adam, Pip and Tiff come readily to mind. Real people with real opinions and feelings. Very worthwhile. But for the most part, everyone else seems satisfied with the "polite" facade, so why spoil things? If they choose to believe that I agree with them or concur with their advice, so be it.
I am also learning that it's better to not offer an opinion or even tell someone they are heading off a cliff, but permit them to learn from falling on their face. Finally accepted that it's not my responsibility or job to prevent other people from stepping in a big stinking pile of shit. As a matter of fact, there are a couple of folks that in past have argued and refused to listen to reason, and these people are especially gratifying to see struggle and fail. Think it sounds petty and small? Well, perhaps, but like I said, you can't argue with results.
Take work for example. For the last decade I have been taken for granted and my work stolen and credit given to lackeys and so on. So, now, I let them struggle with the smallest things and if no one asks for my assistance, I don't offer it. Why should I bother?
Prelim results indicate that this is the best approach as I was nominated for an award from our department. You can't argue with results.
Another example would be my "boyfriend" and I say that with quotes because in reality he is merely a roommate with occasional "benefits". I started off as is typical of me in intimate relationships, offering up my best freely and hoping that I might get some of it back. But as it turns out, that is not the case. So, now that I am no longer "bat shit crazy in love with him" and he sees the difference, he is suddenly interested in what I am doing, how I am feeling, and wants to be with me. That's fine, his company is not offensive, but I no longer have the same emotional vestment. It is freeing actually. Tons of time has become available to me again by not bothering to cook for him, or wait for him or look after him the way I did before. I no longer invite him along, and suddenly he is eager to be in my company. You can't argue with results.
Then there is the volunteer work I do. I use to be so dedicated that I was committed to something 4 nights a week just within one organization. At the cost of my health - both physical and mental - and what was the end result? Did anyone appreciate my efforts, my dedication? No. So, when it came time again to commit to the next year, I opted out. When asked to participate in a lesser capacity, I thought about it "what's in it for me?" and decided nothing. The role would not be very satisfying for me. So, politely I made some excuse about having other obligations and left it at that. Now, all of a sudden, it's "oh we miss you". What a crock of insincere horse shit! But again, can't argue with results.
People who call themselves my "friend" but are only available when they have needs, I make polite excuses and don't bother following up with them. When I was all thoughtful and considerate and offered this assistance or whatever, again, taken for granted and put on a shelf until the next time they needed something. The endless excuses I would make for people's poor behaviour and thoughtlessness now make me wonder just why I tolerated it for so long. Well, I guess you could say I am stubborn and really did think that being honest, sincere and a true friend mattered for something in life. I am a great many things, but too stupid to learn from my own mistakes, I am not.
So, I will continue on this path and keep you posted on the journey.
Moving forward, the only direction to go.
So, you can see why I say, even in a "best case" scenario-type calculation, I figure 5 years is being optimistic. Just getting myself set-up in a self-sustainable, clean and friendly "home" is something that I realistically can't accomplish alone. Just the basics of life like water, food and shelter, in a world without affordable or clean energy, perhaps the collapse of the monetary system, where purchasing power is left only to the elite and the rest are turned into slaves in one way or another.
We are so dependant on oil for our daily comforts, and those of us in the west that are pampered and spoiled are going to feel it the hardest. We're too fat and lazy and our thinking has been diminished by the endless mindless drivel that is used for propaganda to keep people asleep and obedient, that passes for entertainment.
I personally see two generations of kids that suffer from "failure to launch" syndrome. There is the physical ones - the ones that won't move out of or have moved back into, their parent's basement. And the emotionally stunted ones that might have a bit of Independence in them, but in reality it is merely an illusion. Mentally they are still children, in their pursuits, in their interests, in their hobbies, in their unwillingness to deal with any kind of reality or criticism. Always sheltered and coddled, these poor babes are growing up insecure and scared of their own shadow. So, there goes my retirement, these kids are underemployed, under motivated and over pampered.
There are however, enough people out there that are also aware of what is going on and are "doing" something to prepare for it. Some yes, are gun totting nuts, but they don't really need an excuse, they just like the lifestyle and the closed mindedness that goes with it.
The ones I speak of, are the sane and rational ones that are "building a lifeboat". Learning how to be less reliant on the grid. How to acquire the basics of life like water, food and shelter. When we were young we called it Scouts and Guides, and those organizations built confident and self aware individuals that grew up to excel in their life's pursuits. Now it's time to take those skills to the next level and as adults not only re-learn them for our own self-preservation, but teach them to the younger ones. Along with the teaching of the practical matters of life, we need to teach them how to grow up and take care of themselves. Like the mammals in the wild, the young may "play fight" while the adults sit lounging nearby, but in actuality, the cubs/pups, etc are growing and learning how to hunt, etc. But when it comes time to go out and really hunt down supper, the young ones better keep up or they'll starve. That might sound a bit drastic or over dramatic, but the lack of common sense and deductive reasoning and just down right stupidity that I see daily, makes me shake my head in wonder at the prospect of the survival of our species. People need to stop sleep walking, or perhaps wear a sign so those of us awake and aware of our surroundings don't trip over them.
But enough bitching, again, need to move forward and keep focused and not distracted. I have 5 years to hopefully get to the third level of the chart, and from there I could work on the top two levels.
It's going to take some growing pains, I can see that already. Really will have to learn to deal with a team, and I will have no or little say in who makes up this team. Luckily, most of the people already working with me towards this "lifeboat" are people I wouldn't object to being stuck in a lifeboat with. There are a couple that I could really do without, but it is my hope that when the time comes, they will have moved onto another boat or generally moved on. I have faith that all things work out for the best in the end.
It's all simple, once you make up your mind.
Primarily I speak of my personal relationships. First among them is the one with my "Imzadi", but that's the saddest part of this realization, it's that we're not really two souls fated to explore life's many wonders together. He is a real love, a wonderful and marvelous human being, and I will always adore him and cherish the time we spent together. After much heart wrenching I finally had to accept that I have a limited role in his life and there are interests that he won't share with me, even to discuss them. Discussing, talking, conversing, yes, that is our old tune. Me complaining about his lack on verbal communication, him feeling bad and mentally beating himself up (and once again shutting me out) and round and round.
Well, as the kids say "been there, done that". I don't want to go on being a nagging old hag. Therefore it is with regret, that I say to you moro mou, "You win".
I won't hassle you again about talking to me, or sharing your thoughts with me. It is my sincerest hope, that by not pressuring you, you might learn to trust me and trust in us, to talk to me about things other than what should we make for dinner. Real cuddles and soft pillow chats like we used to have. I really do miss them. But I have to respect your space and your wants/needs. Also, the limited words, are often contradicted by the actions and as mentioned in our many heart-to-hearts, when those two things conflict, experience and logic dictate that I pay attention to the actions and ignore the words.
So, agapi mou, you win. You don't want to talk, I won't pressure you. You don't want to share your interests with me, I respect that and back away. You rather spend time with your friends exploring and discussing those interests, I also respect that and back off. As much as it hurts me, I have to protect my heart and remind myself that it's not healthy to put too much of one's self into a relationship, risk losing one's own identity.
This is where another decision based on the reality of the situation comes in. This original movement that I have found. It really is the spirit of the age, and I find it is a good vehicle for getting people to wake up to our shared reality. Yet, in this involvement as well, I have concluded that the best thing to do is limit how much of myself and my resources I invest. It is the closest thing to my personal beliefs that I have ever found in an organization or movement, due to the fact that I don't believe in religion as a whole, or find any truth or usefulness to politics, and having tried different volunteer organizations, well, all those experiences seem to have led me here. So, here is where I accept the reality of the situation, and decide that I don't have to argue to get what I want, I just go ahead and proceed anyway. That's the beautiful thing about a movement, especially one that is predicated on the idea of individual action and accountability, I don't have to check with anyone when I want to proceed. There is no time to waste arguing with negative or critical people. That goes for those that are part of the movement, or those that I come into contact with on the street outreach events. Either people get it, or they don't. I always hated sales anyways. I know as a consumer I don't want someone pestering me to buy their product. I know my own mind and if I want it, I will go get it. It is with this philosophy in mind that I go forward. It's also not about just agreement that I am after. I welcome a healthy debate based on empirical facts, but when it starts to decay into emotionally driven rhetoric, I must remember to politely back away and let them have it. The only way I am going to "win" is to move on to find someone else that is ready to listen and discuss our common challenges as human beings. So, to those both in the movement and not, I say "you win". Go about things as you see fit and I will do the same, there is no reason to squabble and create bad vibes.
A voice nearly alone, speaking out
While Michael Rupert speaks of scary things, he also grants us time to gear into action to avoid repeating our errors. Or for the younger generation, think of him as Morpheus, and you get to be Neo. Which pill will you take Neo? Time to choose.
Tired, so tired.
Peace, let's give it a chance.
Again, thinking about it logically, from a "household" perspective, you, your significant other, perhaps a child or children, perhaps a pet(s), even plants if you have 'em. When you are in harmony with all of the above and are in harmony with your neighbours, are you not better able to think and function? To say nothing of happiness, joy or all other positive emotions. Just on the simplest level, you can function in your everyday life more efficiently.
If you live in a constant state of chaos, disharmony and conflict, you wouldn't get anything done. You'd be sleep deprived, financially strapped, bloody and stressed out. Right, so you strive for balance and harmony within your own little world. So, let's expand on that shall we? Now let's spread this to our neighbouring provinces/states and environs. "Oh how lovely to take this drive on a sunny Sunday afternoon to County X". Not bad, now we're getting the idea. Let's continue on across the border to the east, followed by the west, north and south. "Isn't that grand? Travelling through the airport like a worthwhile human being, with just my passport and luggage. No need to search me or stress me out with silly rules, because no one is here to do harm to anyone else."
Sounds a tad far fetched? Idealistic? Perhaps, given the current state of affairs, but there is no logical reason why it can't be as such. Like John says in "Imagine", "you may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one." No John, you weren't and still aren't the only one. There are lots of us who simply can't see the point of all the wars, hunger, depravity and general human suffering. Perhaps it is because we can't stomach the thought of profiting off of the misery of others. Perhaps we're just naive and idealist, or just perhaps, we're just a little bit further ahead on the curve. We've perhaps seen in our minds what CAN be and find it difficult to let go of that ideal.
What does give me hope though is that the numbers of those that are starting to turn the corner in their own human evolution, is rapidly growing. When this number reaches "critical mass", it will indeed be the dawning of a new age in human development.
As for the video below, I think it speaks volumes in it's simplicity and message. I think it's interesting that of all the places John and Yoko could have picked to hold their "love in" was a hotel room in Montreal, Canada. Yeah, I am proud of what my country stands for. Take it away John and Yoko and a bunch of half naked hippies! :D
2010 Handbook
New year brings new adventures
One just never knows what fun and excitement life has in store. Been doing some more bonding with my Imzadi and it turns out my big strong manly man, wants to be mine. I mean totally, submissive, all mine. He wants me to be his hypnodomme. (Hope that doesn't include a great deal of high heel wearing). But all kiddin' aside, he just never stops amazing me with the new and exciting ways he just pushes all the right buttons.
So, we've decided that we're going to start off with something simple, some "vanilla hypnosis" just to get us more familiar with the process and improve my technique, of which I really have none, since this is all new to me.
The short term goal is to control his erection and ejaculation with a trigger word. How delish is that? ;) Having my young hottie totally under my supreme control, makes me all gummy inside already, can't wait.
But as in all new things in life, one must prepare and perform their due diligence. So I have been doing some research on the overall area of hypnosis, and the more esoteric sexual aspects. A great deal of it really amuses me, only because of the "hypno for fee", just making a buck any which way I guess. But, that is neither here nor there I suppose, because this is about us and our evolving into true Imzadi. Bonding in ways that most couples wouldn't dare explore, and doing it with our hearts and eyes wide open, and in trusting each other, free ourselves from our limiting chains.
I am so excited to start, it's the most daring thing I have done in a long time. Guess I am taking this rather seriously, but it's just a huge turn on for me to have someone basically submit in such a grand scale.