When I was a kid, one of my favorite toys was an executive stress thingie my dad had called “Pin Art”. If you’ve never played with it, pin art is a box of thousands of thin chrome pins that you can put whatever you want into (generally a hand or face though I shudder to think what else found its way into that thing) and it will retain the shape of what you put into…
One of the things that used to drive me nuts as a long time student and teacher of the structure of subjective experience was when people would share their point of view as if it was “the truth” in some objective sense. To me, such statements sounded arrogant, ignorant, and so fundamentally misguided that I tended (on a good day) to feel sorry for the purveyors of such “truths” and (on a bad day) to dismiss them and everything they said out of hand…
When I first learned about the principles behind the inside-out understanding, I was looking into ways of how I could go about ending my life. Within just a few short days, through your teaching, I had gained so much clarity and peace. Inspiration came to me and where I thought that I would never experience feelings of love ever again, my whole being became love, and vibrant…
For many years, I have signed my emails with the word “love” in the final line where “sincerely” often goes. This was originally a conscious experiment, and it has provoked the occasional upset(and in one instance downright hostile) comment from someone who felt that love was a somewhat limited commodity that should only be used sparingly lest we use it up and don’t have any left for when it really matters…
