Jack Hammered in Our Brain’s Circuitry are the Romantic Involvements We Attract
Posted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010
by Paula Andrea
Cosmic Therapy
MODE of Cosmic Therapy: We Gravitate to How We Initially Vibrate
Childhood inner disciplinary dynamics continually play themselves out in our day to day lives, especially where romantic involvements are concerned. We are constantly on guard' either consciously or unconsciously, gauging our manner of speaking, acting and filtering our thoughts of tenuous strings through the corset of our most intimate relationships. We stand as a caustic regent on the thresh hold of our most pearlized cherished emotions, deprecating ourselves and the other, for not paying homage to them in the correct manner expected. We accept nothing less than the idolized perception of what should be' as we have jack hammered the illustrious opinions into our brain's circuitry
One does not have to believe in previous lives to ascribe to this carrying accumulated garbage' theory; the immediate family penetrative archetypal dynamics from this ONE life is proof enough. Of course, the radical idea that, in fact, no one has ever harmed us in any way nor have we been truly cheated, abused, abandoned, neglected, deserted, forsaken, isolated, or neglected to the point of irrefutable destruction is hard to swallow but none the less demonstrably relevant. We may have experienced the pain of these earth emotionally "what's in it for me" driven experiences but the irresolute injury never occurred. We may have gone though the intolerable incalculable motions of appearing to lose our sense of self worth, esteem and motivation but not without the notary seal of our designated approval. Truth wounds but never destroys.
Circumstances which occurred when we were quite young ineradicably forged a groove in our brain circuitry which cast us on the potter's wheel' of derisive firing. But, the friction, bumps and lumps' were implanted to produce an immaculate creation as a by-product of injurious spinning. In other words, the early environmental circumstances were perfectly prescribed which enabled us to survive, thrive, and dive into a life filled to overflowing relationships bounty. The result of our continued childhood experience being lived every day remains as repeated fresh cow manure used as fertilization.
We gravitate to the people we need to associate with. We vibrate to the person and/or persons who is/are carrying the delineated frequency our electrical brain's nodules recognize as necessary. It is only by and through the superficial IDEAS attached; in the process of early parental defective interpretation do we experience deflation. Another word would be: bitterness. We have never been betrayed nor have we been deceived. No one has the definitive power to do so. It is absolutely impossible to be cheated in this life. The intricate pieces fall in the perfectly stimulated ridged cosmic design. In all actuality, the memories we reflect upon are no more real than the traumatic or exalted life affirming story we repeat convincingly.
We tell and re-tell these life stories in order to remain vigilant. We can't possibly let our guard down for one second. "Something might take us unaware." We create a craft-fully designed world of such grandeur or defeat (one being the same) so that we remain the victim or hero. Either way, we are always looking out for our initial interest and warranted investment'. As long as we continue to deny this untouchable sphere of mind generated reality', we will prolong the amorphous experience of being suspicious, caustic, paranoid, bitter, resentful, untrusting, scared, unapproachable, desperate, remorseful and quick to judge. While at the same time, we'll recognize and admit to nothing but the guileless generosity we think we possess and how it is being misrepresented and mal-aligned.
If we continue to believe that someone has cheated us out of something or denied us opportunity or of our rightful place, person or thing, we will continue to communicate poorly and ineffectually. When we feel we deserve more than we are receiving, our minds are cluttered with unending anxiety and despairing emptiness. The overall state of our health [along with our mental functioning faculties: stress, apprehension, insomnia, depression, high blood pressure, nervousness, inability to relax, and on and on and on] will surely suffer. Our relationships won't even get a bull fighter's chance since we will be too absorbed in the past to show up for our present involvements. We will be strewn with jealousy, envy, pride, and grievous gluttony.
NO one owes us anything; except that which we decided upon on the prior bargaining table of options. And, moreover we would be highly pissed IF another tried to offer us a way out.' We don't want out, we want in: to the sacred sanctuary of our deepest motivations in understanding our relationships as the true mirrors of our undetected perpetrating selves. Why insult ourselves or the other by asking and receiving an unnecessary allowance of advantage in the relationship?
It can not be stated enough: when we place another in an elevated position, it causes him/her to be in an unnatural, awkward and uncomfortable position. No good can come from that surreal place. Elevation is impossible to regulate and maintain. The lofty unnatural arrangement makes it impossible for him/her to be able to communicate. And, when we place ourselves or the other in such an elevated so-called honorable spot, it is then we' who are the most vulnerable. How dare we be so transparently superfluous! Apt to be chained to flattery, praise and clothed in a false cloak of goodness.'
The unfortunate result is that we both end up competing, comparing, and worst of all performing.' Beset with all manners of devious vexation; we fume. The conjured creature disguised under a cheap imitation of "who can shine the most" armor; easily will be tarnished, broken and discarded. This cloak of pretended goodness invariably hides any genuine good. Superficiality makes for an uneasy inconvenient and perverted way to interact in any relationship. Intimate interaction can not take place from afar.
In other words, we must bring the all the scraps to the table. No need to use the fine china to impress. Don't show a polish face; show the mysteriously undisciplined unrevealed blemished face we are at the moment with all of our accumulated debris. Whatever THAT is, let it breathe and dance uninhibitedly. I guarantee the sublime radiance will astound. The enigmatic authenticity of the hour precedes us. .Although the throne of romantic deceptive pretense lures; refuse to sit upon it. Be as unpretentiously assertive as is uncomfortable. We'll get use to it; it's in our genes.
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Top-level comments on this article: (2 total)I was struck with your profound prescriptive advice('we must', 'we should', category of advice, not unlike a physician's note...) about being VERY spontaneous with each other, rather than uncomfortable and rehearsed, painfully ingrown, like a toenail .One learns that other people can do awful things to each other and one learns to keep them at arm's length ; as an adult one learns not to be spontaneous but to cagily bob, duck and weave, like a boxer, socially adept when around others .It's certainly difficult and very dangerous advice. But perhaps essential advice, just as some poison in tiny doses may be properly prescriptive medicine.But, how else to be other than we are? To avoid horrid pain one must learn the ropes.If one does not give too much of one's heart away when one falls in love then one cannot have too much of one's heart broken, seems prudent advice to give one who is entering the ring for a fifteen rounder..I DID take spontaneous freedom to de-create and return to you, as a thank-you for this article, a 'found' poem, within:"How We Initially Vibrate"We were quiteyoungineradicably forged a groove ,we have jack hammeredthe illustriouson the potter's wheel' ofderisive firing.Immediate family penetrative archetypal dynamicsintricate pieces fallin the perfectly stimulatedridged cosmic design.A life affirming story,we repeat, convincingly.Nothing but the guileless generosity, we think we possess,and how it is being misrepresented ;repeated fresh cow manureused as fertilization,hard to swallow.The conjured creaturedisguised under a cheap imitation of"who can shine the most" armor; easilywill be tarnished,brokenand discarded.Thoughts of tenuous strings through the corset .Joyful playful spirit was haltingly taintedalong the way.Although the throne of romantic deceptive pretense lures,refuse to sit upon it.Affection,Paul
Beautiful, astute writing- I enjoyed every word.......... Thanks- Ella
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