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A weekend of Contact, of comfort, of comedy. Give me music, a drink and a smoke, and I'm the funniest man I know. Good job there was four of us as a core, many came and went. People to love, people to feel the moment of every idea with, to share in a willing to play.
The Imaginary drawing of Mickey (mouse) having a piss in Mexico being our oracle. 4 people looking to the pocket... "What does Mickey say?"
Mickey says mash it up! And we did.
I have previously been internally caught on the differences of projection I hold and need to survive socially. There was none of that.. Does that make sense, without the chalk on the board?
So take away a drink. I've stopped for months because of fear. Now I see it was an internal voice, not dealing with simple facts, fuzziness, and memory. Now, instead of being extreme, I move away by the idea that I no longer have this fear, this voice is no longer near me, if it dares I throw it away. I am inspired by the idea of being so comfortable in any social circle with different tools, with mind games and water, with laughter and presence, I am already on the road.. I will travel in it's direction I hope. And again, when I think back, water and fun have many time been part of me, and not just in the pool. People and me.. Projections... this is a pyramid of behaviour I need to explore!
Health is wonderful thing, and it drips away every day. Clarity is strange.. A constant paradox of my mind and soul. I know my vision, my soul, so this will be ok. The has been some amazing growth in my scales of confidence. In my comfort zones, easy. I entertain a whole table, a bar, any man in the street. Outside, I wonder, why I find such a boredom.
I have being doing NLP exercises for 4 weeks almost daily, sometimes twice or more at a time. Strange how Western ideas and workings are the opposite of also what I have been taught in Eastern practice. Vision against emptiness. Imagination against blank observing. Though both parallel of understanding the breathe of life is the base of calmness, with tranquillity lay the roots of our strength.
Where will my air of life take me.
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Posted by Heymonkee on 2008-02-27 16:31:05 | Rating: n/a | Views: 63
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