There are really two types of people when it comes to making more money: one group will chase the mirage, the lottery approach, winning, betting on schemes… and the other, the tiny group that sees that making more money is a natural fallout of becoming worth a damn. ((
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I am interested in talking to the second group, the tiny group.
You see, knowing that you should become worth a damn is nice and dandy… but knowing with pinpoint accuracy where y
This article reveals the tip of a significant iceberg.
Icebergs are huge chunks of ice, shaped like a pyramid. The tip of that pyramid shows above the water level, the rest of the iceberg is underwater wreaking havoc. ((
The other way to illustrate this is by looking at a duck… calm, collected, smooth… but under the water level the legs of the duck work feverishly. ))
With most things in life, the invisible part, what is under the water level is what works against you, unless you bring
The art of seeing more of the world, the art of causing consciousness to see more of the world is to ask different questions.
Asking questions is not easy.
Questions come out from the top of the mind region… to clarify, verify, cement the world view.
The value of these question is negative value. They make you more stuck in the mind than not asking that question.
These are the questions you mostly ask.
How to get “other” questions, questions that allow you to see more of the world or let consciousnes
Some 10 years ago I did a year long course, called Partnership Explorations. It was intense, incomprehensible, and difficult.
Yet, it had an aspect that caused me to have an insight that was directly responsible for the breakthrough that you live with me, now.
The course was some talk, and a lot of collages.
A collage is an artwork… normally. But in the Partnership Explorations course it was a tool to get a new insight about life, about ourselves.
In one collage I wanted to show that I was locked out. I was locked out of the kind of life I saw people enjoy: parties, kissing, love.
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I always wanted to go home… home was a place where I longed to be, but I had no idea what that would be like. Surely where I lived wasn’t home. Surely the people I was with left me feeling alone. Later, relationship made my life busy, but I still felt alone. Not envying others, not something wrong, just alone. Like you are on the top of a mountain, and no one to share the experience with. I had an inspiration this morning: I woke up early. I made myself a cup of tea, went back to bed, and read a little. About an hour later I woke up from a dream of writing THIS article. Here it is, just the way it came to me in my dream: Christmas, alone, my empath mother, being the true empath, and getting to no thing
As far as I can see back, Christmas was a painful reminder that I am alone. Internet Marketing Beginnings