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The Young Young Man's Story, Ch1 Part 2

Podcast: https://anchor.fm/nobelia/episodes/The-Young-Young-Mans-Story--Ch1-Part-2-e2fsed

Continued from Part 1: https://is.gd/ig6fWa

L: - "..."

The Young Man: - 'When my mother had so stupidly said in response to my displeased reaction at missing the fly, hitting and exploding the light-bulb: "Well we can't be perfect," I knew it was based on a short-sighted and limited perspective. And I said most earnestly: "Why not?" Rhetorical to my mother, but not to me. And lol, little did I know, not to the Universe either.

The first thing I did, right then...'

L: - "..."

The Young Man: - '...was to go to my room, close the door, lie down, and...Think.
I thought, well, why can't one be perfect? Then I thought, well to be perfect, one, first of all, has to know what perfection means. I thought about what I had heard in this regard. Stuff like: "Well who would want to be perfect, that would be sooo boring." !!! Just blew my mind. Made no sense. if it was boring it would hardly be perfect. Really? The logic! Confounded me how people could say something which was so obviously and plainly self-contradictory. but I saw then how they just believed ideas, believed what they had heard, and had not thought about it. Just could not make sense, so I threw it out.

Then there was the idea that perfection is impossible to attain. This made more sense. But still, it troubled me. So I thought yes, but who is saying what that standard is. I had no answer. So I thought I would make my own. I would figure it out.'

L: - "I've been wanting to hear this story! :) "

The Young Man: -  'I thought about it for a long time. Formulating this way and that. Looking at perfection from every angle I could. If perfection couldn't be boring, then it must be fun, enjoyable, even more, rapturous, blissful, ecstatic and so on. Thus perfection would be what we would want. Also fulfilling, satisfying on all levels. However, we didn't always know what we wanted, through lack of imagination, but, we always could recognise what we *didn't* want. We'd want something different, if we could... Thus I Thought-It-Through-To-The-End, until eventually I came up with this definition of Perfection:

"Perfection is the state, from which, if one had the power to change anything at all, one would not do so."

Just like that, punctuation and all. That's how I ended up with it.'

L: - "Good definition! Makes sense!"



The Young Man: - 'I took my definition to heart, for me it was then my goal. Because when I had said "Why not?" it had been a profoundly Earnest question. A statement also, a statement of amazed wonder. I was astonished in that "Why Not?' that this was not automatically a goal and a motivation. My "Why not?" was the shock of realization this was not obviously so for my mother, and by implication, all in that one moment, not generally so.'

L: - "Hmmm..."

The Young Man: - 'But to me, not something I was willing to forgo as a life goal, as a personal goal. I felt incredibly strongly, that how could one *NOT* pursue Perfection. It was the only logical thing to do in life.'


L: - "Wow ..."

The Young Man: - 'Haha why Hmmm? Because of the Implication inherent in her statement that this was not a goal generally?'

L: - "Oh no! Like I was thinking. ...that's all! Got me thinking. ...Don't stop!!"

The Young Man: - 'Ah lol, no no, much more to come. I'll say, The End, when done. :)

That most obvious logical goal of perfection, how could it be anything else, surely this was the goal for all? Amazed my mind. But it was so to me. I didn't care it wasn't so for my mother, or anyone else for that matter. I had always known she was a silly person despite being intelligent. So didn't overly surprise me. But it was that, *WE.*'

The Implication *others* may also believe as she did was disturbing. Not of course that there were obviously others like her, that was obviously so, but that it was *generally* so by implication of the *we,* and her tone, general demeanour and all the other ways we communicate, she wasn't referring to any limited group. When I put it all together, had to be general.”

L: - "Ahah!"

The Young Man: - 'If such an obvious goal wasn't generally seen to be so, had to be because of the flawed conception of Perfection. Haha yes, I thought conception then. Don't ask me how.

That's why I had to examine the Concept and definition of Perfection. But didn't end there... Once I had my definition I set about what was to become a lifelong habit...'

Continued in Part 3...

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Confidence Based on Goodness

Podcast: https://anchor.fm/nobelia/episodes/Confidence-Based-on-Goodness-e2fqj9




I've been thinking about confidence based on Goodness and intent-to-Goodness, instead of the more typical supports for Confidence.


Message by (707) 322-0361: Confidence, hmm, do you mean self-confidence, or credence/trust, or secret?, Saturday, October 13 2018, 11:10 PMmore_vertConfidence, hmm, do you mean self-confidence, or credence/trust, or secret?


Message by (707) 322-0361: Is it confidence based upon goodness, or vice-versa? Seems to me that if goodness is already established, then confidence adds nothing. If I am confident in Joe's ability to set up the zip line correctly and safely, because I know he is a good person who intends good for all, and yet we all end up in the river nonetheless; Joe's goodness is not impugned by the fact of the accident, not should my confidence in him be. Goodness doesn't confer magical powers over the fact of the inherent uncertainty which we accept as part of the world. Once I've determined the goodness of something, my confidence in it adds nothing, because win, lose or draw, it remains good. It's like once goodness is determined, nothing else is needed,. No matter the outcome or eventualities, the good has it covered., Saturday, October 13 2018, 11:32 PMmore_vertIs it confidence based upon goodness, or vice-versa? Seems to me that if goodness is already established, then confidence adds nothing. If I am confident in Joe's ability to set up the zip line correctly and safely, because I know he is a good person who intends good for all, and yet we all end up in the river nonetheless; Joe's goodness is not impugned by the fact of the accident, nor should my confidence in him be. Goodness doesn't confer magical powers over the fact of the inherent uncertainty which we accept as part of the world. Once I've determined the goodness of something, my confidence in it adds nothing, because win, lose or draw, it remains good. It's like once goodness is determined, nothing else is needed. No matter the outcome or eventualities, the good has it covered.


Message by (707) 322-0361: It's like, I only know human goodness and the kinds of goodness that are available to me as a human. I don't know flawless goodness, because nothing I have ever encountered in the universe is without flaw. Perfect is unavailable to me; it is as conceptually impossible as a fourth primary for, or the end of natural numbers. Goodness already assumes imperfection. And goodness is the first ordination; my attachment to or desire for any particular outcome cannot take precedence over goodness, and if I say it does, then I have lost both goodness and purpose, which is to lose all meaning., Saturday, October 13 2018, 11:57 PMmore_vertIt's like, I only know human goodness and the kinds of goodness that are available to me as a human. I don't know flawless goodness, because nothing I have ever encountered in the universe is without flaw. Perfect is unavailable to me; it is as conceptually impossible as a fourth primary, or the end of natural numbers. Goodness already assumes imperfection. And goodness is the first ordination; my attachment to or desire for any particular outcome cannot take precedence over goodness, and if I say it does, then I have lost both goodness and purpose, which is to lose all meaning.



Message by (707) 322-0361: I don't know if any of this is relevant to what you were thinking of, but it's what your remark made me think of., Sunday, October 14 2018, 12:00 AMmore_vertI don't know if any of this is relevant to what you were thinking, but it's what your remark made me think of.


Message by You: I was certainly thinking of Self-confidence. A Perspective-Shift which enables feeling more confident based on a different parameter., Sunday, October 14 2018, 10:31 AMmore_vertI was certainly thinking of Self-confidence. A Perspective-Shift which enables feeling more confident based on a different parameter.


Message by You: Thinking of it in the way you laid out with Joe, yes certainly competence and confidence should not be confused, or confidence inappropriately assigned. With Good Person Joe, on balance, that Goodness will, for me, encourange a confidence when compared to non-good person Joe. here I don't mean bad, but simply someone to whom Goodness is not first and foremost, nt something they are particularly focused on and strive to be in everything they do. Thus, Good Joe would tend to be diligent and thorough and careful and so on. Also, more importantly, Good Joe would not take chaces, especially where the safety of other's is concerned. Even more importantly, since Humility and Modesty are so intertwined with the Good Persona and mindset, Good-Joe is unlikely to overestimate his abilities, more likely to understimate, and thus, I typically would indeed have confidence in Good- Joe and the zipline. All conditional on Joe not being a Good fool. There are such. Like children who become immersed in beliefs which can lead to the overestimation of abilities and such problems. Thus in the case of Good Joe, a modicum of Sensibility is part of the assignment iof Good. This was not my focus with the comment but it is interesting when thought through. I have actually used the Good Joe perspective with employees. I never bother wih qualifications much,, If you were a good person, i's hire you. No problem. Details could be learned. But lol, some good people could also get overwhelmed somtimes, unable to handle the trust placed on them, which really wasn't much, and didn't trust themselves to fulfill even the basic requirements on their own. They sometimes, purely via inappropriate imagination, created all sorts of stress for themselves because of extrapolating failure because they did not *specifically* know what to do. But that's a seprarate long story., Sunday, October 14 2018, 10:48 AMmore_vertThinking of it in the way you laid out with Joe, yes certainly competence and confidence should not be confused, or confidence inappropriately assigned. With Good Person Joe, on balance, that Goodness will, for me, encourage a confidence when compared to non-good person Joe. Here I don't mean bad, but simply someone to whom Goodness is not first and foremost, not something they are particularly focused on and strive to be in everything they do. Thus, Good Joe would tend to be diligent and thorough and careful and so on. Also, more importantly, Good Joe would not take chances, especially where the safety of others is concerned. Even more importantly, since Humility and Modesty are so intertwined with the Good Persona and mindset, Good-Joe is unlikely to overestimate his abilities, more likely to underestimate, and thus, I typically would indeed have confidence in Good-Joe and the zip line. All conditional on Joe not being a Good fool. There are such. Like children who become immersed in beliefs which can lead to the overestimation of abilities and such problems. Thus in the case of Good Joe, a modicum of Sensibility is part of the assignment of Good. This was not my focus with the comment but it is interesting when thought through. I have actually used the Good Joe perspective with employees. I never bothered with qualifications much, If you were a good person, I'd hire you. No problem. Details could be learned. But lol, some good people could also get overwhelmed sometimes, unable to handle the trust placed on them, which really wasn't much, and didn't trust themselves to fulfil even the basic requirements on their own. They sometimes, purely via inappropriate imagination, created all sorts of stress for themselves because of extrapolating failure because they did not *specifically* know what to do. But that's a separate long story.


Message by You: To come back to my original perspective, I have been thinking of Confidence in Self, based on other criteria than say Accomplishments, recognition, status, credibility etc. Or even competence, which is a large factor of confidence usually. Good People, in my experience, those who have Goodness and being good as a predominant psychology, in my experience, tend to be modest and humble, they also tend to be earnest, sincere, honest, diligent, thorough, willing to make effort, considerate, underestimating of self, and tend to lack self-confidence. Because such Good People also tend to have a good Awareness of their failings, and what they still need to learn. That last especially a restriction on confidence. Indeed, the more they learn, and thus the more they become Aware of how much more there is to learn, the less confident they become in themselves. A peculiar problem. A ever-present fear or concern is being egotistical, or over-estimation., Sunday, October 14 2018, 10:56 AMmore_vertTo come back to my original perspective, I have been thinking of Confidence in Self, based on other criteria than say accomplishments, recognition, status, credibility etc. Or even competence, which is a large factor of confidence usually. Good People, those who have Goodness and being good as a predominant psychology, in my experience, tend to be modest and humble, they also tend to be earnest, sincere, honest, diligent, thorough, willing to make effort, considerate, underestimating of self, and tend to lack self-confidence, because such Good People also tend to have a good Awareness of their failings, and what they still need to learn. That last especially a restriction on confidence. Indeed, the more they learn, and thus the more they become Aware of how much more there is to learn, the less confident they become in themselves. A peculiar problem. An ever-present fear or concern is being egotistical, or over-estimation.


Message by You: However, I was thinking that such Good People can simply base their personal Confidence on the *fact* of their Goodness. Something they are sure of, do not doubt, a bedrock of their being. When thought-through, an excellent basis for Self-Confidence, as the many many good qualities which result from Goodness are all qualities supportive of Self-Confidence., Sunday, October 14 2018, 11:00 AMmore_vertHowever, I was thinking that such Good People can simply base their personal Confidence on the *fact* of their Goodness. Something they are sure of, do not doubt, a bedrock of their being. When thought-through, an excellent basis for Self-Confidence, as the many many good qualities which result from Goodness are all qualities supportive of Self-Confidence.


Message by You: Why does this matter? Self-doubt is ofc a corrosion of the soul and spirit, and when inappropriate, causes a weariness-of-being, which reduces not only the Joy of Living but also effectiveness an efficiency. Where Confidence for the Good person is a particular issue is in social interactions with those not bent on the Good. With mindsets immersed in a hierarchical perspective to whom evaluation on foolish criteria is important and predominant. Here Confidence in Self is huge and does indeed make a substantial difference. If only to avoid the ridiculousness of unnecessary "pecking" from the chicken mindset which cannot conceive of equality. Lack of *overt* confidence is immediately seized upon as an opportunity to "peck" and thus cause unnecessary misery, stress or complication. Further, even in non-hierarchical interactions, abscence of perceived confidence, not necessarily a lack, or self-doubt, but simply not seeing the Confidence specifically and overtly, leads to underestimation and inappropriate perceptions, all of which when connected to effective and efficient interactions and communications and accuracy of perception and thus relating etc, all matter substantially. I see no impediment to the Good person Leveraging the knowing of their Goodness into Self-Confidence and thereby avoiding the problems of being they tend to face as a result of not having such a Confidence of Self., Sunday, October 14 2018, 11:14 AMmore_vertWhy does this matter? Self-doubt is ofc a corrosion of the soul and spirit, and when inappropriate, causes a weariness-of-being, which reduces not only the Joy of Living but also effectiveness an efficiency. Where Confidence for the Good person is a particular issue, is in social interactions with those not bent on the Good. With mindsets immersed in a hierarchical perspective to whom evaluation on foolish criteria is important and predominant. Here Confidence in Self is huge and does indeed make a substantial difference. If only to avoid the ridiculousness of unnecessary "pecking" from the chicken mindset which cannot conceive of equality. Lack of *overt* confidence is immediately seized upon as an opportunity to "peck" and thus cause unnecessary misery, stress or complication. Further, even in non-hierarchical interactions, absence of perceived confidence, not necessarily a lack, or self-doubt, but simply not seeing the Confidence specifically and overtly, leads to underestimation and inappropriate perceptions, all of which when connected to effective and efficient interactions and communications and accuracy of perception and thus relating etc, all matter substantially. I see no impediment to the Good person Leveraging the knowing of their Goodness into Self-Confidence and thereby avoiding the problems of being they tend to face as a result of not having such a Confidence of Self.


Message by You: I'm also not sure why exactly this stays with me. It's been on my mind for a few weeks now. Something is still unresolved, some small aspect of it. And lol, I cannot, just cannot leave the unresolved alone. I have to get to Resolution before I can move on. :), Sunday, October 14 2018, 11:17 AMmore_vertI'm also not sure why exactly this stays with me. It's been on my mind for a few weeks now. Something is still unresolved, some small aspect of it. And lol, I cannot, just cannot leave the unresolved alone. I have to get to Resolution before I can move on. :)



Message by (707) 322-0361: If you, if I, if one is doing their best, that's what's good. We can't ask for more. Can your best be better? Of course, but not at the same time and place. It is what it is, and good will is good will towards myself also. This is what we have., Sunday, October 14 2018, 12:41 PMmore_vertIf you, if I, if one is doing their best, that's what's good. We can't ask for more. Can your best be better? Of course, but not at the same time and place. It is what it is, and good will is good will towards myself also. This is what we have.


Message by You: Exactly!!!!! And that's something which we can leverage when it comes to our Self-Confidence. Knowing this, keeping it in Awareness, and specifically Applying it to our Confidence is huge! :) :D <3, Sunday, October 14 2018, 12:47 PMmore_vertExactly!!!!! And that's something which we can leverage when it comes to our Self-Confidence. Knowing this, keeping it in Awareness, and specifically Applying it to our Confidence is huge! :) :D <3


Message by You: That's indeed an element whiich was missing., Sunday, October 14 2018, 12:48 PMmore_vertThat's indeed an element which was missing.




Message by (707) 322-0361: https://youtu.be/eDO4bzFWewk, Sunday, October 14 2018, 12:57 PMmore_verthttps://youtu.be/eDO4bzFWewk


Message by You: :) :D you remind me of that civilisation in Star Trek whose language consisted of references to mythology, or an epic story. :) :D Lol, Like if we communicated only by quoting Shakespear. :) :D Seems music works much the same way for you. :) :D, Sunday, October 14 2018, 1:04 PMmore_vert:) :D you remind me of that civilisation in Star Trek whose language consisted of references to mythology, or an epic story. :) :D Lol, Like if we communicated only by quoting Shakespeare. :) :D Seems music works much the same way for you. :) :D


Message by You: Another way to come at the Confidence Perspective is from the angle of Value. If we feel we can provide Value, then we tend to feel more Confident. I think for most Good People, they do not necessarily connect their Goodness to the Value they bring as a consequence, like the Value of Earnestness, sincerity, diligence, thoroughness, effort to do their best etc. These are *massively Valuable and as such an excellent basis for Self-Confidence. Yes?, Sunday, October 14 2018, 1:21 PMmore_vertAnother way to come at the Confidence Perspective is from the angle of Value. If we feel we can provide Value, we tend to feel more Confident. I think for most Good People, they do not necessarily connect their Goodness to the Value they bring as a consequence, like the Value of Earnestness, sincerity, diligence, thoroughness, effort to do their best etc. These are *massively* Valuable and as such an excellent basis for Self-Confidence. Yes?





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The Young Young Man's Story, Ch1 Part 1

Podcast: https://anchor.fm/nobelia/episodes/The-Young-Young-Mans-Story--Ch1-Part-1-e2flif

Chapter 1 - The Day The Light-Bulb Exploded
“The Young Man had been chatting with a friend,” Biella explained, “part of a months-long Extended Conversation, some of it lost. We pick up the story in the middle somewhere. The Young Man once commented there were no starts to his stories. Wherever started, one had to accept something came before. He said the starts to his stories had to be endured, as they soon became clear. One just had to stick around for a bit.”
Biella grinned, enjoying the mystery she was setting. "... and so it is here.” Biella smiled fondly, she loved this recounting. about as complete as could be when it came to the Young Man. “Actually the story is of the Young Young Man, *and* of the Young Boy.”
“Bonus!!” said Ursula, “I'm assuming those terms he himself used, yes?”
“Yes indeed. They mark distinct phases of his life. We start right in the thick of an interaction, somewhat of a lead up before we get to the younger stories. Okay, are you all ready?” Receiving unanimous confirming nods she said, “Right, good, here goes:
The Young Man was saying, '... Okay now a story concerning this is needed, lol.
So....
'So as You know, at the end of my Grand Reading Project, of reading all the classics in Religion, Philosophy, and Literature, it all culminated in the U bringing Carlos to me.And it was like just exactly what I had been Intending...'”
Biella sent a link to everyone in the group: Reading Story, with a note: 'Details of the Reading Story written separately by him at another date.'
“The Young Man had continued: 'I had set to work reading all of Carlos, with my red pen very very busy. At that time his books weren't all published yet either. I pulled all of those red pen parts and wrote them into a huge notebook, hardcover. this was just before computers. Then I arranged my extracts and drew that first primitive info-graphic...'”
L: - "Wow!"
The Young Man: - 'This was before my Heart and I had the restaurant, but later I bought a computer for it, and, spreadsheets! What a miracle they were. You probably remember maybe also when they first appeared, so revolutionary. Fantastic stuff.'
L: - "Haha yeah, I like em."
The Young Man: - 'I took all my underlined parts, was a lot, more than one book's worth, and typed it all into a spreadsheet. Lol, no scanners yet,'
L: - "..."
The Young Man: - 'Then, as I typed all that in, I put the page numbers in a column, I also added tags, ha, long before tags. But to me they were categories, headings or groupings. Like say all the parts I had underlined concerning *Dreaming.*I wanted to be able to sort them into different concepts, so I could have all the pulls on a topic in one place. Some went into multiple sections. I arranged and sorted it all, with three different main formats. Lol. I must have read those books a dozen times each, the first eight.'
L: - "Wow! That's how it all started!"
The Young Man: - 'Well no. It all started The Day the Light-bulb Exploded. This is the tail end. I'll get to that story in a bit.
One main format was: The Warrior's Way - all the pulls in the same order as the books. Then I had another book with the same pulls, but arranged by topic. Like Dreaming, Death as an Adviser, Erasing Personal History, etc. arranged under subheadings. Much as DJ had grouped many of them. Like, Assuming Personal Responsibility, Eliminating Self-Importance, and using Death as an Adviser he said were all techniques for Erasing Personal History. There were also three others.
But anyway. Erasing Personal History was one of a few techniques all geared to Stopping the Internal Dialogue. I arranged all these under those main headings for the topics book. Or that was the final result. And remember, this is coming after the great reading project. So not discovery anymore, but Manifestation!'
L: - "This sounds like how the philosophy started to materialise. Yes manifest, haha."

The Young Man: - 'Ah no - this I have to emphasise, that's what I am trying to say. The Philosophy was in place long before Carlos. Before the Grand Reading Project also. But of course I did not have the Perspective to fully see, or realise this.
Manifestation yes. That's what it was to me, fantastic. I had accumulated so so so much before I even started that great books campaign. From my own field studies, from my intense Thinking-It-Through-To-The-End sessions. Haha, I couldn't even then leave any idea alone until I had figured it out. An intense something for an already intense and earnest person who also happened to be a teenager. :)
The Gift of Carlos, was not only everything I had red-lined throughout all the reading project, but also all my own material, nicely together in one place, and, the critical part, in great language!!!This was key. None of the concepts in Carlos were new, which surprises most people who know his work, especially those who are into it. But all his stuff was around before him, just all spread out. That's exactly what I had encountered in my reading project. No one had it all nice and contained. I had recognised most of what's in Carlos, from the reading, but mostly from myself, however, his arrangement was cohesive, a huge important difference. Or at least DJ had it all together.
Haha there's actually a "debunker" of Carlos who wrote a book specifically showing where else all the concepts are found from others. Richard B something if I remember correctly.What's so awesome for me with Carlos, was not the originality of the philosophy, because it isn't in its individual aspects, but that it was all nicely and more or less coherently in one place. However also not the most exciting part, it was the language...
I have to back up a bit here....
From the Day the Light-Bulb Exploded, that's the day the philosophy started. *My* Philosophy. That was a day I consciously and deliberately began a Pursuit of Perfection. *MY* definition of Perfection. This defining the very first act of Philosophising I undertook deliberately. Right on that very day. That's when it all started...
Continued in Part 2: https://is.gd/vBkmav
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Confidence of Good Character

Podcast: https://anchor.fm/nobelia/episodes/Confidence-of-Good-Character-e2ea1u

V: What's been on your mind?

Syl: What we can be thoroughly and totally confident about when it comes to ourselves. :)

V: That we nincompoops?

Syl: That also yes, which is good for our Humility, but in the more usual sense. Like we are a bit cockeyed and lacking when it comes to Confidence. We tend to base our confidence on accomplishments, projected competence and ability, credibility, status, image etc., which generally are also connected to perceptions of others, or at least partially.

But...

But we can be thoroughly and absolutely confident about our Goodness, and that out Goodness and out Intent-to-Goodness has Value.

We can be confident about our Earnestness, our Sincerity, our Integrity, our willingness to do and be good, our effort to try, and so on. When we bring this to the fore of our perspective on ourself we can have a confidence which we can carry into any situation. I may not know anything about specific details or information or anything like that, but that does not mean I have to lack confidence in myself, because I know the one thing I can have unwavering and absolute and resolute Confidence in, is my Goodness, and all the good qualities which come with it. Qualities which are exceedingly Valuable and Useful as they are also generally rare.

In the Application of this in the job market, those who know, and those are the ones we want to work for and work with, they value Good Character way more than qualifications. The most technically qualified criminal is not desired as an employee.

Technical mistakes and errors of applying ourselves to the tasks of the job are seldom a big deal, but issues of Trust and Character and Integrity and so on, those cannot be tolerated. Thus Good Character is at a premium for those who are the sensible ones we would like to work with. Along with that Good Character comes personal qualities such as diligence, thoroughness, punctuality, courtesy and consideration, willingness to try and make an effort and to learn and grow, kindness, generosity, helpfulness, honesty and self-honesty, reliability, responsibility, trust, plus much more.

Most people looking for jobs do not realise this fact and this Sensibility, and are not Aware of its implications, but it's a Huge big deal and a critical factor in business.

I have a friend who is a good earnest sincere helpful person with Good Character. She has been struggling on her own for years in various ventures. Recently she applied for a job-from-home with the parent company of one of the leading high-tech world-wide corporations, a very sought after job and company to work for. Like people want to work at Google and Facebook etc, this company is like that.

They put her on a trial period and she was worried she may not be fully qualified as she does know their products and services but not nearly as well as she could.

I told her she was a lock to get the job, regardless of her potentially insufficient product knowledge.

To cut a long story short she's now a permanent employee and she's over the moon, because the company is everything and More she's always hoped to be involved with. The company has a deliberate corporate culture of Collaboration and also specifically to make an Impact on the world and More.

They love her, lol, just as I told her they would. She was the first one picked and everyone is keen to have her on their team and help her and have her in the company and so on. Everything is just totally marvellous. And why?

All because of that Good Character. I told her just to be herself and to show her genuine desire to help and care and do a good job, and apply her natural efforts to do so and do more and to be thorough and diligent and all the stuff that comes naturally to Good People, and thus the job was a slam dunk. :) :D

BUT!!!

But, because she is also humble and modest, and is fully Aware of her nincompoopery, she was a bit imbalanced. She didn't have the confidence. So she worried and fretted and stressed some about getting the job.

Whereas if she had brought Confidence in her Goodness to the fore, to the forefront of her Being, and realised she could feel confident about herself, BE Confident about being a Good Person, then she could have entered the entire process with an entirely different mindset, one which would put her at ease and not be stressing or worrying, because when out Confidence lies in our Goodness and our Humility, when combined with our Positive Sobriety, we know we will always be striving to continue learning and growing and thus will always be a sought-after person to have on any team, and be someone who will always be valued. Because of course Goodness and Good Character are always Valuable. Not just to us, but to everyone and anyone.

It is in this Value of Goodness we anchor our Confidence.

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Disguised Deception

Podcast: https://anchor.fm/nobelia/episodes/Disguised-Deception-e2e6jb
“The bullshit-manipulator-narcissist is a well-disguised creep who pretends to have a calm facade while provoking others to get upset and “lose it” to manipulate anger, annoyance, irritation, etc. to which the BMN now responds as the wronged party manoeuvring and pretending the other person is the villain.”

Short-Term Survival Mindset

S: - "In reality, toxic people are miserable, and – for some elusive reason – use others in a vain attempt to make themselves feel better." -  Interesting L, but the reason isn't elusive. It's because of the Superiority Paradigm, a base mindset, generating exceptionally strong beliefs of "Should," which leads to that kind of behaviour. It's a short-term me-benefit perspective predicated on dominance and superiority for survival rewards.

However, it's being replaced by other paradigms, such as cooperation, already in place, even if it's forced cooperation, which has been civilisation. Now we are transitioning to a Collaboration, which is willing cooperation, the basis for the next evolution, a Play Predominance, where we finally unhook from the stress, preoccupations, and necessities of survival and begin the true movement into a Spiritual Paradigm, which is Ultimate Play. :) :D

Empowered Sobriety

Overall very interesting and useful. Yes, there's much in the OUT BS book. It's exactly about identifying and dealing with those toxic people and de-fanging their manipulations. Yes, non-interaction is a powerful strategy, but not one to be relied on exclusively, as then we remain vulnerable. The only reason for avoidance is nuisance, not fear or stress or inability to deal with negative bullshit, no matter how pleasantly disguised. When we're fully Aware of all their mechanisms, such machinations become impotent and we can manage them easily. Still a nuisance and a waste of time, but not a problem. A major distinction and a goal to strive for. We need to be empowered when it comes to these psychological bullies, otherwise when there's a potential encounter, like in a public social setting, they inevitably zoom in on those who fear or avoid them.

One of our most empowering powers is thus Sobriety. When one looks at a toxic person with full Sobriety, they see and recognise it, because they have to. Sober penetration is their Achilles heel and taps into their greatest fear: Exposure. Sobriety sees through all the obfuscation, layering, misdirection falsehoods, pretences, surface diversions and pretendings, cuttting through all that nonsense and "calling them out" without even saying a word. To toxic people, Sobriety is a Knife-of-Awareness, exposure always a feared danger. Preventing interaction can be accomplished by just having that air-of-recognition, or a single glance of knowing and warning. When combined with social-ruthlessness, and an obvious willingness to wield that maturity, such weaponised Sobriety is a threat and danger the toxic person under no circumstances can afford risking.
:) :D

L: - "A single glance of Knowing and warning." <3

S: - Yes. They are attuned to such subtleties, like any animal is, to what constitutes prey and what can prey on them. Awareness, sophisticated Aware Sober ruthless Awareness, to them, automatically makes that kind of Awareness a predator they cannot afford to tangle with. In their system of course, not ours. They think in animalistic terms, and to communicate, one has to use the Appropriate language, even if all we are silently communicating is "Bugger off with your crap! I see you coming and will expose you if I have to."
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Reflective Understanding

L: - The difficulty lies in remaining balanced... to calm the emotive reactionary self so as not to fuel the same fire from the opposite end.

S: - Yes. Very much so. The entire issue is one of a somewhat symbiotic relationship. Not the relationship with toxic people in themselves, but the relationship with Understanding toxic people. The more we understand them, the more we come to Understand ourselves, because they are gross exaggerations of what is also present in us in very small amounts.

The key in this particular focus of maintaining equanimity is to unhook from the need for approval and validation and other versions of external influence. For most toxic people, their underlying driving force is a lack of self-acceptance and their belief in the need for others' good opinion. Their toxicity comes from not receiving such approval and perceived validation, because of course they make little or no effort to not actually be crappy. The resulting resentment leads to the toxicity. There's more to their imbalance, but that's one of the key factors and a simplified version of what distorts them so.

Problem is, most people are still hooked to this need for good opinion from others, to varying degrees. Normal people are not obsessed with it as toxic people are, but, even small amounts makes us vulnerable to the pressures of negative opinion, and it is here the BMN gets their payoff for the toxicity: Power.

They thus can manipulate us with toxicity as long as we care about negative opinion and "looking bad" and appearing negative ourselves and so on.

Uncompromising Honesty

Here the power of ruthless Sobriety comes into full bearing. We first apply that ruthless sensibility to ourselves. Our Understanding of the toxic person provides us with an excellent tool for self-understanding and for becoming fully aware of the dangers of those small subtle instances of the underlying distorted mindset which are so debilitating. We see those negative consequences clearly in the toxic person, which can provide motivation and incentive for us to clean up our own acts. As well as that marvellous Gift: Perspective.

To see those subtle small nuanced instances of unwanted mindsets, beliefs, attitudes etc. within ourselves is difficult. But recognising them when we see the exaggerated versions is much easier and palatable, as we realise that what we may have been reluctant to deal with internally because it seemed like a huge deal, is not actually so when seen in the light of comparison. In this way that symbiotic relationship with Understanding the negative extremes of the toxic person is most helpful for obtaining our goal: Independence-of-Being. Thus a potent way to be free from being able to be affected by toxic people and negativity in general. This is our aim, that freedom-of-self, this is where our power comes from, and it's exactly the lack of Independence-of-Being which is the toxic person's fatal flaw. We cannot allow it to be ours.

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Eska Convo 1 - Self-Description, Self-Appreciation, Helping

Podcast: https://anchor.fm/nobelia/episodes/Eska-Convo-1---Self-Description--Self-Appreciation--Helping-e2d0vm
Eska: - Yeees?

Syl: - One second. So so so, never mind all that, most important. How did your visit go? Did you. Did you succeed in your objective of keeping Jay happy.

Eska: - Yeah, he's...

Syl: - You did! Ah, brilliant brilliant. That's exciting. That's exciting.

Eska: - It was fun. I had a lot of fun.

Syl: - Oh good good. And everything was fine and cool?

Eska: - Yeah.

Syl: - And here's the important part, all your worrying beforehand, did it help in any way?

Eska: - No!

Syl: - Exactly! And was it valuable in any way, was it beneficial in any way? Fuck no! It was a waste of time right?

Eska: - Right.

Syl: - Okay well I hope you learned the lesson.

[laughing...]

Syl: - Don't bloody waste your time with rubbish. You're cool, you're fine, you're good, right?

Eska: - I think so.

Syl: - There you go. I know so. Just chill and enjoy yourself for crickey's sake. It's bloody simple, don't make it complicated for no reason. Yeah?

Eska: - Yeah.

Syl: - It's good that you had fun, so, so what did they say and what did they do? Tell me about what happened.

Eska: - Oh well we... we ate dinner and everything was fine, And I went and met all the horses, they have a bunch of horses so...

Syl: - Horses, not horses-arses?

Eska: - Horses.

[laughing...]

Syl: - From what you said before... might be the latter right?

Eska: - Yeah. No I met my horses, Bongo and all the... I can't even remember all the names now, but, I met a bunch of horses and then, this was after dinner and then we played this game called the Game of Things. have you ever heard of it?.

Syl: - The Game of Things? Sorry I wasn't sure I heard properly?

Eska: - Yeah, the Game of Things yeah.

Syl: - Oh interesting. Okay.

Eska: - And I... we came home and... you know, I had a little bit of a issue with my mother and... [rough coughing] Sorry...

Syl: - Yeah I'm sorry too. Every time I hear that.

Eska: - Yeah I know.


Syl: - [laughing] I, I... have to give you a hard time, don't I?

Eska: - Yeah.

Syl: - Anyway,  and so your mother was being full of nonsense?

Eska: - Well... she was just... she was just being... stingy with the alcohol. I... I came home, and of course, of course I needed a drink because I was gone for two hours.

Syl: - Whoa whoa whoa whoa! Back back back that up. Back  that up. Hang on hang on. I'm gotta pause you there. As much as I am interested in hearing this fascinating story, right, words have power, no?

Eska: - Go ahead and say whatever you gonna say...

Syl: - No, I... I wanna know, words have power... self, self-words especially have power right.

Eska: - Yes!

Syl: - Okay, so what's the "Of course" all about?

Eska: - Okay.

Syl: - I mean it's...

Eska: - I just wanted it...

Syl: - I serious, no no...

Eska: - I just wanted to feel good...

Syl: - Yeah yeah, but I mean why is it, "of course?" I'm not disputing that at that time it was appropriate and that's how you felt. That's cool. Yes. You felt like a drink in the school. But why does it have to be, "of course?".

Eska: - Okay...

Syl: - The rest is fine. Do you agree with me?

Eska: - Yes.

Syl: - Because, I mean, you kind of locking that in, by saying, "of course," no?

Eska: - Oh my god...

Syl: - That's where I stick...

Eska: - You're right. And I used to live, I used to live like this. But what the fuck has happened to me?

Syl: - Right. So it's just, it's just habit of words. That's it, just Awareness, that's all. And you can re-change that. So, yeah you felt like a drink. You felt like a drink, no problem, it was appropriate in the time, no problem that's cool. "Of course," that's a massive problem. That's determining the future, which I dunno, that, that's not cool. Right?  It's like why do you want to box yourself?

Eska: - I don't know...

Syl: - Don't you want freedom?

Eska: - Yes!

Syl: - Doesn't that piss you off? That you like kind of screwing over your own freedom?

Eska: - Yes especially when I wake up in the morning and I'm like, "I gotta have a drink, I gotta have a drink, I gotta have a drink.

Syl: - Exactly! No more, no more "of courses," no more "gotta haves." None of that shit. Nah, sorry, you're free. You're not, you're not a slave to anything. Even, even your own knuckleheadedness and nincompoopery. Right?


[laughing]

Syl: - But It's true. We, we don't have to be a slave to it, once we aware of it and we acknowledge it and we say, "Hey hey, whoa whoa wait a minute, okay I'm a knucklehead and a nincompoop, but I refuse to be a slave to being an idiot." Right?

Eska: - Right...

Syl: - There ya go. Life is easy man. It's awesome.

Eska: - [sighs]

Syl: - That's why I love you so, because you so honest about this shit, you know that?

Eska: - Mmm...

Syl: - It's like, yeah, you see it, and you say, "Yeah I was being stupid, I was being foolish..." You know some other people I chat to, it's like oh my God you know to get to that point of acknowledgement.. like, "No fuck I don't want this crap." And yeah it was stupid... Aaah... It's like, ages and ages and pages and pages of defensiveness and squirming, and, "Well... but actually, no really you see, and, ya, it's because of this and that, and you know, my... this reason and that reason.

I mean you of anyone can dump a lot of shit on your mother, but do you ever? No you don't. It's you. Yeah, your mother has some influence, and yeah you know she's a corrupting factor, but the bottom line, you know your shit is because of you. Not because of your mother. you know what I mean?

Eska: - Right. Exactly. Hnh...

Syl: - It's awesome. Yeah, it's just awesome. Look I'm not in to like gratuitous flattery. And this is not about boosting the ego and saying, "Oh like yeah, is like you know... yeah yes you are wonderful and marvellous, but it's not an ego issue. It it's simply an accuracy issue. Yeah?

Eska: - Yeah.

Syl: - I mean I'm trying to get you to seee... more accurately.

Eska: - I just feel like you're trying to help me and...

Syl: - Not trying to help you necessarily. I'm just trying to Share my perspectives so you can ask yourself, if, if that's useful to you, cool. If not, it's useful to ME to share this kind of insight and understanding and discernment, you know what I mean? It, it, it's like super valuable to me, to chat to you, and to to to apply my my my Understandings of you, of people, of motivation, of mechanisms, of tools of change, of ways to apply, and be. It's all fantastically valuable to me. Seriously, if you get benefit, that's a bonus to me, but it's not why I do it specifically.

Eska: - Okay.

Syl: - And and why is this important. I'm actually just now making a post about exactly this.

Eska: - Right.

Syl: - It's important, and and it's critical, because I can't presume to know what's good for you. I can suggest yes, I I can maybe explore with you what is potentially good for you or useful to you. And that's the process about it's action and that's what's exciting is exploring what may be useful not just to you but to anybody. To me. Right?

Eska: - Ya.

Syl: - That same, that same that same mechanism of my own words.

Eska: - Yeah, it's got to be both ways or it...

Syl: - Of course, of course.

Eska: - ...or it's pointless yeah.


Syl: - And it is! It's huge. To me it's like all one way. It's like, man I'm getting all the benefit here, I just hope that you find some value in it because you know that you keep talking to me. You know, that's my hope really. But to presume so, fuck no. Ah-ah, that's an arrogance I don't go anywhere near. And that just goes against everything. That's why I don't even like to use the word help. I'm not interested in helping anybody. Hey, if I can assist you, if you ask me, that's different. But to think that, presume, I could be of help, nah, that's an arrogance I want nothing to do with. Cause that's like really a path that we can go down, and we can very easily get lost in that. And how is it, how how how, just how, how does a... an acknowledged known, a very clear and and and deliberately aware nincompoop, believe that they gonna be helpful?

[laughing]

Syl: - Exactly, exactly! Your laugh is exactly the appropriate response. It's ludicrous! It's outrageous! It's like come on! You know?

Eska: - I know, right...

Syl: - Like it's... eh, all these people going on about how I'm helpful, how I'm a guru and all this shit... Ohw! Bullshit man, you know, do what you do for you. If it's helpful, fine, if not... Share! Sharing is helpful. Always. Yes that is helpful, sharing. But sharing is not with the Intent to be helpful. It's the... with the intent to share, knowing that it might be, knowing that that sharing is beneficial to everybody. To me, when we share, we counter-share we interact, we understand, we get involved in stuff like you and I do. Aah, it's freakin' brilliant man. Yeah?

Eska: - Yeah.

Syl: - There you go... Life is easy man, life is easy. Anyway. You, you were telling me something exciting. So you got home and, you had your drink, oh, and your mom didn't want to share her booze with you..

Eska: - Right. [laughs] So uh... Jonathan had to buy it. Well he didn't have to, but he did buy me some, so, so that I wouldn't have to interact with her, you know, because she was there...

Syl: - Yah...I tell you, I'm, I'm just fascinated, inordinately fascinated at the good people that you have who love you.

Eska: - Yah.

Syl: - How is what Jonathan's doing there, not just like, super awesome goodness? I mean to me it's like over and above. I mean.. is Jonathan...? Agh... you know, I, I can't see him, like, being somebody who wants to encourage your drinking necessarily more than what it is already, but yet he... he helps you out. You, you understand what I mean? That, that's like super love, isn't it?

Eska: - Yeah he's nice.

[laughing]

I love him very much.

Syl: - Yeah that's the point I want to make though is that people aren't just nice for no reason. I mean yes there are people who try to be that way, to have a freedom-of-being where they can, can love without... you know, err, without reward, to not have like a consequence, and that's why... But typically people, they need to be motivated also to love, and that's the point I want to make, to you, about you, to you understanding yourself. People are motivated to love you.

Eska: - Why...

And why... That's just like kinda weird luck, is it just like kinda this this like other feed in the universe?

Eska: - It's loving too. I'm a loving person.

Syl: - You're right. Exactly. Ya ya, not maybe, it was like, duh! It's just a obvious thing, it's like no big deal. It's like well duh. You love people for the same reason don't you?

Eska: - Yes...

Syl: - So why does your love apply to others and it's okay and cool and sensible, but when people do it to you uh... now suddenly it's this weird nonsense?

[laughing]

Syl: - Am I right? [laughing]

Eska: - Well...

Syl: - We so bloody cock-eyed sometimes, like yeah... It's just goodness. I, I understand, I understand why. It's the goodness of humility. But we can take humility and modesty too far. And then it becomes inappropriate, right?

Eska: - Yes, yes yes I di... I've done that. I take full responsibility for that.

Syl: - Exactly, you to it regularly, never mind have done that.

[laughing]

Eska: - Why don't we do it...

Let me correct that. Whoa whoa... let me correct that.

Eska: - I'm trying... I've been trying much much better not ta...

Syl: - Exactly. Exactly. That's why I wanted to correct my words, because when I said you do that, I implied that it was an ongoing thing. What I should've said is to be really truly accurate and not to que stuff for the future, I should have said, "You USED to do that. Yeah? What what I was trying to say is, and, and, I was, I was, I was... inaccurate in what I did say, and and I apologise. And and and it's it's a big deal because it's exactly what we're talking about accurate usage of words. And I really make an effort to be this way, to use them accurately, why am I like catching myself. See? And it's really cool and I'm emphasising catching myself, so I can train my brain to catch myself more, so kind of double stuff involved, right, multiple layers. So, so what I should've said is, you USED to do that. Not that you ARE doing it, right?


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Clara's Class Ch 6 – Eska's Story

Part 1



"Well it certainly wasn't what was expected," George comments casually.
“No, not generally. Any more comments?” Clara asks, sensing More somewhere.
Eska, who is relatively new to the class directs her comment at Clara, not at the class as a whole, as the others usually do, “Bummer... more.”
“What's the bummer Eska?” Clara pays attention, it's Eska she's sensing.
“About the move...“
“Ah - why so?”
“Bcuz she doesn't want to move.” Eska laughs a bit uncomfortably, “... I hated moving when I was a kid also.”
“Ah. How did you deal with it?”
“Well I just did what I was told.” Eska is silent, unsure whether to say more. Clara waits receptively, the class taking their lead from Clara. They want to hear the More, but realise eagerness might actually discourage Eska. She is shy and somewhat awkward in the class. She hasn't spoken or shared before. Clara's attention is only on Eska, drawing her into a comfort bubble of a seeming one-on-one interaction.
Eska continues, “Until I was older... Then I ran away haha.”

One aspect of the Martin Schools Clara especially loved was their openness. Martin Schools were schools for everyone, not just children. The bulk of the students were children, but certainly not all. One such student was Eska. A middle-aged woman, with evidence of a hard life on her face. A somewhat shy, kind, loving, sensitive, and deep soul. Able to laugh at herself, appreciative of her childlike essence, despite having seen and lived it all.

She had missed her own childhood and schooling, growing up on a world which had only in the last year joined the Agglomeration.. The first moment travel off-world was possible, Eska had been one of the first at the new space-port.

Eska is awkward, unsure, but also wanting to say more, she adds, “Yes? More, haha, I love you for adding me in.” Clara merely nods and waits with acceptance.

As the awesomeness of the Universe was wont to provide, Eska had been seated next to a returning diplomat on the space-flight out. Eska took the opportunity to release all her questions. Returning to visit a cousin, a teacher... Facilitator, the diplomat had corrected himself. From there Eska had extracted all she could regarding Facilitators and the Martin Schools. His sharing had transformed her. She had not known what she was going to do in the Agg, but now she knew. Eska had spent all she had on the space-flight, but the diplomat was from heaven it seemed. When he saw Eska's true real sincere earnest passion for filling-in all she had missed, he assured her he would get her subsidised and she did not have to worry about a thing. All she would have to do, was do what she dearly wanted to do: simply attend the school.

Eska had nodded with deep sincere earnest commitment, little knowing just how incredibly fun the whole thing would be. At first she had been awkwardly shy about being an adult in amongst the kids. She had gravitated to the other adults in the older classes. But she had not felt comfortable there. It was the full acceptance that actually made her a bit uncomfortable. She almost immediately saw these kids didn't care about age. Their culture being influenced by the gaming, where age was a non-issue as all ages played together. But the few adults were, well... adults.

Eska realised she was not. She had never been an adult, and never wanted to be, she now understood. She wanted to be a kid, and stay a kid. But, the kind of kids she had come to know here in her new life, the Martin School kids; innocent. sweet, loving, caring. But, boy oh boy, were they sophisticated. This she knew she had in her, but needed to learn how to access it better, to bring it out more. She loved the openness and lack of pressure of being a kid, one who could ask and not know, who wasn't expected to know. One who could get it wrong and it was part of the fun.

This was how Eska came to be in Clara's Class, the one mostly made up of pre-teens. She had been welcomed like never ever before in her life. She had cried and cried that first day in class, when the kids had been EAGER to have her. They wanted her there. And not because she was adult. Just because they recognised her for who she was; a loving innocent soul. A soul who also happened to know stuff, deep stuff.

Part 2



The Class had immediately wanted to find out all about her, how come she was so awesome to join their class. This they had seen as a tremendous positive. Admiring Eska for her courage, completely surprising her. They were everything she had never expected, but had always hoped for. When she had struggled to express, they had let her be, showing it was all okay and that her story would come when it came. Eska was amazed at their sophisticated understanding of story, soon discovering why.

On the surface, the class was about reading and discussing stories, but the kids had come to know that it was really about providing the opportunity or connection for them to tell their stories. This had intimidated Eska at first, her story was so unlike theirs. But, as the stories came, that fear died. She thought no more of it. Just listened and loved.

Until... until Eska suddenly realised why the class was called Discernment Class. And what that meant to the kids. She had thought rather obviously at first it was about discerning the books and the writing and what they meant and so on. But to the kids it meant More, much More.

For them Discernment meant Personal Growth. They saw discernment as extending yourself into a new person, to growing into the person, right there in this class, a class that could discern, that could figure out, what was going on, that could see what needed to be seen, who could grasp and take on new Ways-of-Being.

Because the kids did the actual reading of the books themselves, not Clara to them, usually with them, they took on the spirit of it as Clara showed them, which was not to just read the story, but to enact it. To become- the character one was reading, And thus to grow in the taking on of Possibilities-of-Being.

This was huge to Eska who had never had such opportunities in her life. Eska especially liked how the kids seemed to borrow characters for a while after having read them for a class. Adapting and modifying as needed, or using as precisely as they could. Afterwards they would play with that persona, be like them, act like they imagined they would. All completely without reservation. The other kids supporting them or joining in with their own characters. Some from the story, some from other places she knew not of and many simply made up on the spot.

But it was not acting of a kind like she had seen the kids she had known before attempt, like imitating or copying. This was different. They were changing how they were, on the spot. It was clear that some of them were to be, and talk and behave, in their newly adopted ways, for the foreseeable future. This is how many of them had come to have their current names and Ways-of-Being, and those would change again.

The Freedom!!! The freedom to BE, overwhelmed Eska. She loved the expansion of being, but realised it would take her some time, time to get to where they were. A lifetime of habits in the way. But she was determined to get to that Freedom-of-Being. Such incredibleness would be hers also. And, she realised, these Ways-of-Being were completely natural. The kids had simply grown up in an environment and culture where all this was what they came into. It was their 'normal;' to be anything they wanted. To change, vary, experiment, and be whatever they wanted, for as long as they wanted. Over this Eska wept deeply, when she thought of the children who never had this, might never have. She hoped with all of her being that none would ever again be denied this magic in the future.

Princess, who was sitting next to Eska could take the suspense no longer, “Really, for reals? Like actual running away? Like on your own?”

Part 3



“Yes for really reals. I ran away from the ages of thirteen on. I got institutionalised and eventually legally emancipated at age seventeen.”

“Wow, Where did you go? What did you do?” Were you in the institution all that time? How did you get in there in the first place?” Princess understood, as did the Class, that Eska was more likely to respond one-on-one, she was asking for the Class, knowing they did not understand much of what Eska meant, but that it would come, if not from Eska, then from Facilitator Clara.

“I started getting arrested at age eleven. At age thirteen I was put into a group home. I made several attempts at suicide and would not go home. Mom would eventually call the cops bcuz she was worried. But mostly she worked full time. So I was alone. And did what I wanted.” Eska's face changed expression rapidly, inside her story now, oblivious to the Class.

“One time I ran away forty-two mikes to the next town, it took them six weeks to find me. That's when I first met Jon, his bro, and family. I liked drugs and alcohol and boys."

Clara did not show anything other than she was listening, mindful of Appropriate Cueing, which made all the difference in such instances. The Martin Schools did not shy away from the Awful Truths of life. The kids were better served learning what it really was, rather than being frightened with exaggeration or protected with pretending it wasn't part of life. Especially these kids, who interacted with the galaxy via gaming and other connected activities. Access to a genuine first-hand account was invaluable.

“Another time I was fifteen I ran away three hours away. It took them about two months to find me and only because someone called me in lol. I went to state hospital at age thirteen. Was there for seven months, it was fcking horrible.”

Clara did not react to the swearing, not now. She felt certain it was not something Eska would ordinarily do. Besides the kids would also know it to be unusual. Clara did not want to break her immersion, instead she added, “Bah, how did that come about. You didn't volunteer I'm guessing. Arrested for what by the way?”

“I was in a group home a total of ten times, juvenile hall nine times, rehab three times... countless foster homes...”

“Whoa...” from Princess.

Eska realised Clara had asked her a question, “No no. I was mostly arrested for running away. But I was deemed as troubled.”
“Ah, was just about to ask.”
“Put on medications, labelled.”
“And were you? Troubled I mean.”
“Blah. Well my mom was an alcoholic who went through many nervous breakdowns my father molested and beat me. I just acted out, dunno why.”

Princess was horrified at this, but also knew not to make a victim out of Eska, “Seems to me you had good reasons to run away, like inside you. Just guessing here but...?”

“Dunno Why!?” Clara responded with a quiet fierceness, “Is that right there not crazy good reason. Like who would NOT run away. You would have been most troubled in the head if you had stayed. Yes?”

Clara knew she was not risking advocating this behaviour. Eska's planet and culture were alien to these children. On the Agg worlds, running away was not an issue and there were many many places a kid could go to for help. Besides, via the gaming, and the top of the line gaming rigs at the schools, players were connected bio-metrically to the games, which considerably enhanced play interaction. They all knew that emotional and stress monitoring was part of the connection, and knew it to be good. The games could be intense. Of course stress brought to the game was also recorded. Everyone on the school premises was constantly monitored, for medical safety. Most homes had this fantastic feature. An abused child would not go undetected after even one incident.

Part 4


“Yeah I just wanted to not have a parent who was so unstable. I wanted to be my own kind of unstable and find a man.”
“Why find a man?” Clara asked earnestly. She not only wanted to know for the Class, but herself as well.
“Yeah well it took me years but I got myself out of the system. Bcuz I was obsessed with finding love. All I ever found was sex.”

“Cool And good for you!” Princess liked happy endings. “Umm, about getting out I mean,” she added blushing.

“Well I'm still considered disabled so I get government money. Still to this day bcuz of my childhood. Pretty cool huh?”

“Yes, sort of. At least it has a payoff that is valuable. Just goes to show.” Clara did not want to leave any details un-discussed, “Ah. How exactly did you get into the drugs? I am always most fascinated by that very first time with such things.”

“I wanted drugs I found them easily and I lived for them only for much of my young years.”
“You wanted drugs before your first time? How come?”
“Yes I know.” Eska squirmed a bit, “I hafta add I was deeply sensitive. Bcuz they allured to me. Yes way before. School taught us about them.”
“Ah, yes, I'd imagine...”
“And I daydreamed about them. I was curious and I just wanted to make an identity with them.”
“This is the part I want to hear. Surely they didn't teach you to want drugs?”
“Still not sure why I did but maybe it was bcuz of my dad. He had a tattoo on his back of a guy shooting up and it said, 'Until death.'”
“Interesting, And that was...? Like how did you understand the tattoo?”
“I lived with him when I was eleven. He had it on his back.”
“Ah, and...”
“The schools taught us how bad they were. I fell in love with them. Lol”
“That seems a bit opposite, How come? What did the tattoo mean to you? I'm not fully connecting its influence.”
“It meant my dad would be a junkie until death. I had no other way of relating to him. Bcuz I was relating to my father.”
“So you felt if you were also doing drugs that would kinda connect you two?”
“He was not easy to be around but when it came to drugs I was understanding him.
Don't know really. But maybe yeah.“
“Ah, I get you now. Yes, that's powerful and the way it can be if that's all there is. What was his attitude to you using?”
“Well he wasn't around. After he molested me I stayed away from him for fifteen years or so.
“Good. He never knew you used?”
“Not until we started speaking again. After Phil was born on mother's day he called me I was nineteen years old and I told him. We shared war stories.”
“Did that help you understand him and connect to him?”
“Yes and yes.”
“And was it worth it?”
Eska didn't answer. Couldn't answer yet. Her body trembled in negation. Eska wasn't ready to acknowledge culpability. There had been much that had been worth it, or so she believed. The evidence of her said otherwise. But it would come when it came. Such deep-seated conceptual misbeliefs were difficult to overcome.

“And well I went to visit him again when I was twenty-six. Tried to detox off major heroin. Then once I was detoxed he brought home heroin and cocaine lol. We shared a needle several times.”
“You tried detoxing by going to see him again?”
“Yeah he said he was clean and working he paid for my ticket.” Eska's ongoing unease showed in how she continued to run her sentences together.
“So he did care about your detoxing. Yes?”
“Anyways... I left after a month, a boyfriend travelled several days to come get me. No. He didn't know how to care.”
“Yes, he obviously didn't. Interesting lie. How come you think? What was in it for him?”
“Well he probably was until he wasn't lol, but he did try but he was very controlling. I don't do controlling haha. I mean I won't.”
“Ah, and yes good. Like controlling how?”
“Put up with it too long.”
“Yeah. He wanted you with him, and using, so he could control you?”
“He was just fcking weird. He got mad at me for eating and showering. I had to clean the whole house and mow the lawn. And bring him beer.

Princess didn't particularly want to interject, but this was too much for her, “Wow! Like what's up with that?”

“He wanted a slave.”

Clara voiced what was not only happening for Eska, but the Class as well, “Ah right, it all falls into place. Yes?”
“He wasn't stable. Yeah.”
“When did you let go of him?”
“Well.. he died last November. He did end up living in Salt Hollows when Gabe was born. He lived in a religious homeless shelter. I never let him be around Gabe alone ever. Gabriel is almost nine now.” Clara had deliberately not asked who the names Eska had mentioned were. Those details would easily come later. It gave the kids something to ask Eska. Besides, it would shift the focus too much to go into such details.

Part 5


“Ah, But when did you let go of him as a parent, as somebody you wanted to connect with, when did you let go of that bubble side of your thinking of him that was based on childish ideals and not a fully accurate perception?”
“He died of syrosos, cirrhosis and hep c.“ Eska struggled with the pronunciation. Clara let it go, giving Eska the opportunity to see that it didn't matter if she didn't know.

“Ummm many years ago. When he left Salt Hollows. I guess. But he is in my heart.”

“Drug-related diseases. And Ah, that is good, the letting go, that dropping of what is really an idealised notion, not reality. Yes?”

“I know he did his best and he did try. Yes hep c is from iv drug use. And the liver disease is from alcohol.” Eska went still, searching for what she had not yet found.

Clara suspected, “Yes, those are typical. But Eska, the More here... Inappropriate Application of Goodness, that's the bottom line here, yes, would you say that?”

“Yeah.”

“Now I want to ask you something profound...”

“But he was very confused always. He molested his younger brother etc.” Clara skipped this, not wanting to dwell on such details.

“Okay.”

“Okay. What?”

“Let's imagine you, as a Soul, floating in the nothing in between lives, let's imagine you as the Soul part of Eska, not the part that is still learning, the part trying to become aware, but like a knowing-without-knowing subconscious-like Soul part of you, that knows stuff. Let's imagine that Soul part of you CHOSE the life you had, Chose those parents. The profound question is: Why? Why did YOU choose those circumstances to be born into, knowing what was likely to come?”

“Bcuz I really want the highest learning lol.” Eska surprised the class with her immediate and deep response. “And I wanted to learn self-love through chaos... It means so much.”

Clara beamed and radiated her joy at this incredible answer. “And....?” Clara asked with deep Positivity.

“To love yourself when you come from these things. It's deeply profound. And the fact that I love others as well. I am not too jaded. I'm very open and kind. Many people give up and give in. Sometimes I still do with drinking and stuff.”

Clara went deeper, “What about tendencies, predispositions and beliefs you carried over?”

“Huh?”

“Like what did you bring with you into this life? Let's imagine. Like what was just there, like in you, from always, from when you first started to be you, what was already in you as you? Not what you learned but was innate you. What did you bring into the world, by way of ideas and beliefs and conceptions and understandings?” Eska still wasn't sure what Clara meant.

“Like stuff your Soul needs to learn? Like we're imagining this Eska in this body now is just a temporary. And the details of this life are stuff that comes and goes. But what is the stuff that you will take with you for next time, and what did you bring with you from last time?”

“Well.. I was very empathic and I seen things like subatomic particles swirling around me ... I still don't know why. I also talked to myself for hours and hours and I enjoyed singing and I always loved my mom. It is why she kept me not my bro. He was kind of opposite of me. I'm not sure I understand the question.”

“Okay. I mean like we're imagining how stuff might work with life and death and rebirth. And we are especially imagining that you deliberately Chose to be born to those parents, knowing who and what they were. Now why would you deliberately do that? We're assuming you had very good reasons to do so. What were those reasons?”

“Oh. I think I already answered that. Bcuz I wanted the highest amount of learning thru pain and loss.”

“Yes, I mean in detail. Like what specifically did you Need to learn? That's absolutely it, yes! I am keen on the specific beliefs and conceptions you had which messed you up initially.”

This last connected intimately with Eska, “I needed to learn so much Clara. How to be positive. I was very depressed I hurt myself a lot. I needed to learn I'm worthwhile. That happiness didn't elude me.”

“I want to hear ALL of it. We have all day. All forever really. Please don't cry Eska. This is happy stuff!”

Eska's chin quivered, “That I was smart and funny... and good. Even though I wasn't fitting in in life. I'm getting tired... I feel like I'm in therapy. I sure prefer you to therapy but I hate talking so much.”

Clara laughed gently, “Aww. I am so keen to hear more. Okay, just give me the concepts, beliefs and key understandings then. Just the main words and hints.”

“I had to learn that I loved more than I was loved bcuz I needed to love myself FIRST. I had to learn men weren't going to fix me. I had to learn that I was, I was creating my own suffering and I had plenty.”

Part 6



Clara nodded her listening, “What Ideas and beliefs did you have when a child which were bogus?”

“That if mom was sad or upset it was bcuz of me. That I wasn't okay. That kids didn't like me. I was too honest”

“And...?”

“And kids would stop wanting me around. I got rejected a ton. I was by myself a lot. Even very young. State tried to take me away from my mom when I was only seven. She shipped me off to another place after her boyfiend beat me haha. I can't think the way you want me to in this format.” Eska indicated the class. “You do remind me of a therapist or healer.”

“You are fine Eska. It's not thinking I am after, it's Sharing.”

Eska responded immediately, “Whatever word you prefer. Ohhh... Thank goddess for that. Bcuz thinking doesn't happen inside here in a way that you think I'm sure.”

Clara smiled, “I am asking because all the lessons are there. I am asking simply to bring them out, to bring them to full awareness. So you can Share your learning with us. Cause it's Sharing with me and us and with you yourself also. Yes?”

“Yes.”

“But, thinking, it's happening. It always happens. But thinking about thinking is a cock-eyed thought sometimes. I am just listening to you showing your depth.”

“Oh heehee. Well I know as a kid I felt shame, deep shame. Always. And very nervous I couldn't make eye contact and kept my hair in my face. I was terribly fearful.”

“I can listen to this kind of Awareness understanding all day. It's not the details in themselves you see. But with every detail you Shared today, there was Awareness of More in along with it to greater or lesser degrees. Yes?”

“I attracted mean people somehow. Yes.”

“Shame for what? And why exactly did you attract mean people?”

Eska frowned, “I do see that. But I have told much of this before. I attracted mean people bcuz I was nice haha. I liked to have friends and mean people always wanted to be my friend. So I took what I could. Hey I just realized. This is all a story I've been identifying with! I have identified with this crap my whole life. 'I'm a problem, I'm troubled, I'm ill, I'm sad and broken...' But I'm not any of this. I'm living a lie. I'm sure it's a past I can let pass.
Miss Clara, you know, I have had a hard life, but what about you? Any pain loss or grief?”


“And you will tell much of it again Eska. There is always More. Our stories are ever with us until we have extracted all the Awareness we can, then they change, then they become stories of reminders of the awesome lessons we have learned, reminders of the most excellent Awareness we have acquired, and then those past stories become a joy to re-tell. No matter how bad they were at the time, once we see them for what they truly are, then there is always power and Joy in re-telling or remembering them. Getting to that point of Complete Positivity of our past is getting to the point where it all Makes Sense. And that is a Point of Power. But I'm not really any part of this. The key question though is: What Are you?”

Part 7


Eska's smile filled with love, “You know you're wonderful right? I don't know what I am hahaha.”

“But! You Know what you are NOT! Yes? And that is most most most Powerful yes?”

Eska shifted inside and out, trying to find herself, “I just really think I could spend hours with you if you ever let me. Yes.”

“You know also that you are not limited, that you are not crappy.”

“Yes.”

“And you know you are awesome possibility!?”

“Heehee yes of course I do.”

“But did you know this when you started this life?”

“Bcuz how would I have such amazing people in my life who love and support me. OH! Nooo...”

“Did you know what you were not?”

“Not really."

“And if you never learned what you were not, if you never learned that you are a possible anything, if you never learned that it is YOUR choice, not the choice of others what you are, then what? Then what does that imply for the next life, and maybe the next and next and next?”

“This is my last incarnation Clara.”

“Exactly!”

“I've been told when I was small by a blue light. Haha. Sooo... I am everything and nothing! But the in between is scary. Bcuz then it has no story. No ending no beginning.”

“If you had not learned those critical things Eska, you'd be stuck and would need to repeat it all over again. And when it comes to eternity, maybe your soul wasn't taking ANY chances. It made sure to put you in a life were you would most absolutely have every opportunity to learn these critical lessons. Your soul didn't care if it wasn't always going to be nice. In the light of eternity that is a trivial price to pay. Yes?”

Eska nodded. Clara repeated what Eska had said for emphasis: "But the in-between is scary - Bcuz then it has no story. - No ending no beginning." - Another Exactly! - If you think about it, your childhood was completely about being in between. And who survived? Who came to Awesome Awareness? Who is a fantastic good and nice person despite all that? Who has learned to love herself? Who has come to Awareness profoundly?”

“ME!” Eska jumped up in delight, smiling love and joy. Clara returned both.
“Thank you Miss Clara.”

“See the Power?”

Eska grinned, “I'd kiss your face...”

“See how it all MAKES SENSE?”

“In a friendly way lol. Yeahhhh!!”

Clara never let an earnestly asked question go unanswered, she displayed Eska's earlier question on a screen: 'Miss Clara, you know, I have had a hard life, but what about you? Any pain loss or grief?'”

“Mine wasn't easy either Eska, but also it was. I mean I could have suffered and struggled. But I didn't. I came out of the box knowing stuff, that led me to Apply what we have been talking about. So I was able to look at the crap and turn it to good. You'll see. In the Young Young Man's Story I gave you to read when you first came to the school, in the next chapter to where you are now, I think, we come to that pivotal moment in his life, similar to mine.” Clara was often asked for recommendations, and was available via the comm for comments and interactions on her recommended reading.

“But this is about you Eska. Let's not waste the power of the realisations. Those are a quick and temporary high if one doesn't lock them in.”

“I know but I long to know your mystery. Just saying...”

Clara smiled with fun, “Why do I have to have a mystery? All you ever want to know about me is always here in class.”

“But it's not you, it's you as a Facilitator, it's a guessing game.”

Clara grinned, “Sorry to disappoint Eska. I am like this at home also. That is my mystery to me.”

“Okay...” Eska pouted slightly, “Never mind. Just being honest.”

“No worries. Not in the least Eska. I appreciate honesty very much. I am puzzled as to why you think there is some deep dark mystery. Well just keep coming to class and find out. But, you see, your Sharing, that's what I am after in the Interactive Reading. It's awesome. Just needs the right story.”

Eska looked uncertainly at the others. “The Class loves you by the way,” Clara added.

“Lol.. but I am quiet. So far. Give me more...?

Eska's Sharing had given the children much to think about. Clara would have liked to discuss the Application of her insights and understandings, but Eska wasn't there yet. She knew it would come when it came. “Tomorrow we continue with Amanda,” Clara said, providing ease for Eska, the opening for more sharing or discussion implied. Eska could set her own pace.

End Chapter 6.
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Understanding the Oxford Comma (And why its use is not really a debate.)

Usually we can get away with not using the Oxford as by *implication* when we write: something1, something2 and something3 it's implied we are listing three items. Typically this is so, hence not using the comma after something2, by *implication,* conveys our meaning of three items. But, what happens when something2 and something3 are a unit? As in macaroni and cheese, the dish.

If I find a note on the fridge:

“Please get the following from the supermarket: salad, macaroni and cheese.”

Do I go to the groceries shelves for the macaroni and the dairy section and for the cheese, and thus buy three items, or to the deli and buy two? My decision would depend on me knowing if the writer typically uses the Oxford or not. If they usually do, I can be confident of going to the deli, where I can get the prepared dish of macaroni and cheese.

However, if they are in the habit of not using the Oxford, I have a problem. They could mean either, I have no way of knowing. This is the heart of the problem when not *consistently* using the Oxford. Yes, often, or even mostly, non-usage does not impact meaning, but, this non-usage sets up a pattern which then creates a problem when something2 and something3 are a unit, and not separate, but could also be. As it is with macaroni and cheese.

When we typically don't use the Oxford we are left with needing to work around this pattern when we *mean* to list only two items. In my example, a serial non-user of the Oxford would have to write the note in such a way as to specify they mean two items, and not their typical implied three. Like:

“Please get the following from the supermarket: salad, and macaroni-and-cheese.”

Or:

“Please get the following from the supermarket: salad, and also macaroni and cheese.”

Whereas had they been in the habit of using the Oxford, we would know it's omission means two items. Simple. When writing books, there's of course time for this usage pattern to make a difference, especially if we write more than one. Further, authors *know* what they mean, but often do not account for readers coming to their expression of that knowing without having any idea whatsoever, and thus open to multiple interpretation. What seems obvious to us isn't always so to the reader. The less we leave matters open to multiple interpretations we don't intend, the better.

A little more example: I use, “Awareness, Discernment, and Understanding” regularly. Always with the Oxford. Here, “Discernment and Understanding are not a unit, at least not in my typical usage, so I don't strictly *need* the Oxford. But, I also regularly use, “Awareness, Attunement and Alignment.” here “Attunement and Alignment” IS typically a unit, and go together, are linked. Should I typically write: “Awareness, Discernment and Understanding” and then also, “Awareness, Attunement and Alignment.”  How is my reader to know Discernment and understanding are not a linked unit?

The problem with using or not using the Oxford comes down to having a more Overview Perspective. Understanding that non-usage *can* be is often okay when it comes to conveying our meaning, but creates problem in the longer-term or in specific instances. It's a matter of Discernment and logic thus, of lol, Awareness, Discernment, and Understanding. These being so dear to my heart, this article is an example of their Application when it comes to practical matters  :) :D

A few examples illustrating where the Oxford matters and is needed to make appropriate sense of the sentence:

“...experience in Individual, Marriage, and Family Counseling,...”
“...that course of actions, thoughts, and feelings she wants to...”

Can you provide more examples of where the Oxford is needed and makes a difference?

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The Consolidation - A Biella Series Story - Part Two

Podcast: https://anchor.fm/nobelia/episodes/Th...
Continued from part one: https://is.gd/MiCQey


On board the glider, pre-activated controls prompted: Destination? Biella simply entered: Random, activating the craft to accelerate along the short runway, their comfy but elegant craft propelled by electro-magnetics. As they reached the side of the mountain an invisible ramp boosted them high into the sky, into silence.
Eluminia had chosen a specific style for her Consolidation, Sharing only the condensed essence of what came up in her, trusting these nuggets would connect herself with herself. She was indeed consolidating her Being, as was the purpose of the exercise. Styles of expression and Sharing with Self varied greatly. Some chose detailed thorough charted or pre-scripted paths, embedding what had previously been laid out, others relied on more regular free-flowing discussion. A great variety of styles existed. For all however, the common element of allowing what came to come, using those from inner-self and external world to guide the process. The key element being connection to the Intent of consolidating what one knew into Self. Knowing something was not the same as knowing something. A distinction between memory knowledge and fully incorporated Understanding which could be implemented at will. The consolidation aimed to exactly integrated into the self what was of importance to the Self, consolidating the various Aspects of Self.
“Being Inspired is Being Love!” Eluminia exulted. She emphasized Being, a habit, the word possessing deep extra meaning for both. “The love of Beauty is the love of Harmony, Balance, Flow...” the glider did a barrel roll coming out of the apex of their boost.
“Appreciate! Appreciate! Appreciate!” Eluminia exhorted the World. “Feel The Power! It is Love! It is You!” the glider levelled, stabilizing into the expansive stillness of high flight.
Eluminia coaxed into the silence, “Focus on that which you Enjoy! This is the Road to Joy!”
The two friends, sitting side by side in a special glider design which allowed this luxury, merged with the quiet. Their autopilot finding the morning thermals.
Rummaging in their backpacks by her feet Eluminia produced breakfast. She always packed the most exquisite picnics. Producing tri-colour chocolate laced strawberries she smiled daintily, a fine lady instantly channelled by the delicacy. The chocolate had been infused into the strawberries. Delicately, just the right amount. Each strawberry's sugar content pre-sampled, the amount of chocolate adjusted accordingly. Eluminia had herself overseen the apparatus which achieved this marvel.
“It is not the food, it is the water! Keep the cup filled to the brim!” Eluminia said as the glider banked out over a large bay prompting her to produce tiny glasses filled with water from a remote mineral spring, purposely left inaccessible as it did not produce much. Extensive effort was required to come by its deliciously enervating water. A rare treat, made even more nourishing by the knowledge that Eluminia had made the several days journey personally to acquire her treasure.
An array of culinary treats appeared. “Twelve?” Eluminia queried herself. She had missed one. It soon appeared. She smiled in satisfaction, “Twelve constellations, twelve disciples, twelve tribes...twelve cell salts,” she said, adding, “To move the Oceans within Us to Connect to the Cosmic Oceans and Merge with Love.”
Biella smiled with Love. A Consolidation with E the most sublime of experiences.

“Flowers so Delight!” Eluminia said as she produced several miniature bouquets comprised of specially grown miniature flowers. Each arrangement no bigger than a fingertip. Eluminia put much effort into her picnics transforming them into art. Her art. One of them, as she attempted to make everything she did into art. Just being Eluminia was art the way she applied herself to living.
The glider dipped suddenly, but surged right back up again through an air pocket. Eluminia yelled with exaggerated over-enthusiasm. “Training my 'wild horses,'” she grinned in acknowledgement to Biella's implied query.
“I entice Love's Emergence,” Eluminia said, savouring one of her creations. Delight punctuated by the consumption of one of the tiny bouquets. They were of course also edible, to be eaten delicately. Eluminia became fine, the immersion into her Art intense.

She surveyed the skies, extracting an abstract side-dish, “I am a guest in the House of The Great Beneficence.” Eluminia closed her eyes, feeling the world, “Love is Grand - Love is Beneficent.”
Their aerial breakfast-parlour swept out over the large bay, catching a good view of the numerous sails from the wind power installations. Most of the bay colourfully covered, appearing like a large regatta in progress, as was the idea. Biella thought of Ursula. So much still to show her when it came to the renewable energy installations of Nobelia.
“Humbled and Curious...” Eluminia guessed at Biella's distraction. Biella nodded. "The Young Man..." She looked at the large sails slicing through the waves on their underwater tracks. “...and Ursula." Biella's words were elsewhere. Perhaps too many had been used lately. She smiled gently at herself.
“Surprised by Inner Surprises,” Eluminia half queried, half stated, the comment directed at Biella but about herself.
"Those are indeed the best," Biella agreed.
“Life is a Marvellous Playground,” Eluminia affirmed. The glider looped over the far side of the bay tracking long flowing wide beaches. Uninhabited. A swath of elegance as far as they could see. “Daydreaming is so necessary, so luxurious and Fun,” Eluminia said, adding, “Simplicity is so Beautiful.”
“As is complexity,” rejoined Biella, a common response among the New Nobility, who strove to Appreciate all of life.
“Contempt is born out of a subtle form of Neglect,” Eluminia switched focus. Her way as well as that of a Consolidation. Anything and everything which made up the individual was in play. “Neglect is a subtle form of abuse.” Eluminia finished her thought-chain, “The abused become abusers.”
Biella wondered what had brought this forth. Another day she might have asked, but in her current mood, content to listen and imbibe.
The glider banked sharply out to sea, surprising the friends. A few moment later, as if it had been teasing, another hard bank back toward land to cross over low mountains. A section of coast with numerous diverse trees. Biella sighed. She loved that area.
“Seek and see the Marvels,” Eluminia echoed her spirit. They drifted toward the interior, the glider losing altitude, not rapidly, but steadily as it bore them toward a somewhat remote part of Nobelia. Not that Biella minded, but she would prefer not to set down somewhere out of the way. It would be unusual. The auto-pilot invariably finding an appropriate landing environment where the craft could easily be taken care of. Either recycled, or put into service again if they landed at a glider launch field. However, regardless of how she felt now, Biella knew Attunement and Appropriateness would serve to adjust her energies as needed.
The glider dropped steadily, Biella's mellow mood in tandem with the altitude. “Revel in The Magic of The Mundane.” Eluminia pointed. A small high valley had come into view.
"Oh, but to heed our own Wisdom!" said Biella tenderly as the intricacies of complexity filled seldom used inner spaces.
"Ah yes, the Hidden Desert," Biella smiled a soft smile. A favourite place for spiritual outings.
“Combine The Mundane and The Spiritual,” Eluminia reminded, plucking the word from Biella's awareness, as she so often did. Looking back towards the ocean she added, “Mother, Father - Matter, Water.”
“Spirituality is Extreme Practicality,” Eluminia reminded the world. She looked down at the now retreating desert beneath them. They had found a thermal from this hot patch of earth. The auto pilot...

Eluminia had a look of longing, as if she wanted to be down there, right that moment, “I feel the most Alive when I Dance! Buoyed, Moved and Informed by Universal Love,” she sighed, but a satisfied sigh. “Dancing, I am the paintbrush on the canvas of the dance floor - surprised and thrilled by every movement.” She looked at Biella. “I am no social dancer, the setting might be social...I allow the music to move me to Connect with All that Is...” She trailed off, looking at the desert once more. She seemed to be contemplating the Appropriateness of social dancing in the desert. Her eyes twinkled.
Biella viewed the desert. It looked so flat from up high. A deceptive view. Biella had been down there, by herself and with Eluminia. Not flat in the least. Yet it always seemed so. Many wide low hills surprised from the surface. One only noticed them when coming upon an apex. Then the view of the desert again seemed flat. Mostly, one could only see a portion of the valley. Mysterious like that, innumerable surprises, never what it appeared to be. To access the spirituality of that desert required an Extreme Practicality indeed. Biella warmed from her memories.
Eluminia proclaimed, “An end result does not mean the objective has been achieved.” Biella nodded. A common confusion.

“Particularly with Spirituality,” Biella said.

Eluminia smiled gently at Biella, “Results don't always matter - motivation, interest, and desire is the Igniter. Thoughtful Planning and Effort in Execution, these matter!”

Sliding into herself Eluminia fell into a newly surfaced memory. During a Consolidation, immersion given free rein to take over, regardless of circumstance. The friend was there to watch over, just in case. Not that any New Noble would lose themselves so completely that they put themself in danger. The friend was simply to take care of the mundaneties so as not to break the flow of connection to inner promptings.
Eluminia's concentration deepened, “Do you Dare to Care? Or is "caring" transactional...” She seemed to be speaking to someone from her past. Biella suspected as much, but wasn't sure.
Eluminia's immersed conversation continued, “Spirituality is not out there, somewhere! Spirituality is an Inside job! Tend to Your Spirit...” She answered herself, seeming to speak on behalf of the other, “How do I tend to my spirit?”
“Being Attentive to The Moment and maintaining Positive Energy in that Moment!”
Shifting in the seat, Eluminia's body changing slightly as she switched characters in her internal dialogue. She expressed this inner conversation out loud. “Manage the Mood within each Moment,” she said with Determined Resolve.

She adapted to the posture of a third party observer, “Folks Ridicule what they Choose to Not Acknowledge!“ Then back to herself, “Collaboration is the Key!” she affirmed, adding, “Present and Discerning. Spirituality,” extracting the key points.

Eluminia eased from her immersion, holding it's magic, lingering in both worlds. A smile of insight yielded, “We are all Lunatics living in a Mutually reinforced Reality,.“ Grinning at Biella, she finished, “Commitment is a Game Changer!”

“Indeed. Indeed it is,” agreed Biella. Eluminia's ability to commit was extraordinary.
“Very much depends on what we Commit to,” Biella added soberly.
“Eating from The Tree,” said Eluminia, slightly confusing Biella, then pointing to a tree on the ground. An incongruous fruit tree out in the desert. “Tree of Life Temples,” grinned Eluminia, her imagination now blossoming. A relief from the intensity she had been immersed in. Eluminia focused on re-balancing her energies.
“Reminds me of that city we visited, the one with the giant tree right there in the very middle of the city. It was so extraordinary, so incongruous,” Biella remembered.
“I think a lot of the time we get in the way of our own Goodness...” Eluminia said, then immediately switched tracks. Biella could see the internal shift projected onto her face. “Engage your Sense of Wonder,” Eluminia declared. This last a title, a heading. Biella waited.

Activating the small Comm in the Glider Eluminia commanded, “Horsing Around.” 
The Comm obliged. Biella was to be treated to a Captioned slide-show. A novel innovation to The Consolidation delighting Biella. Eluminia had to have had the pictures associated to her captions. She wondered what the project had been. The first image held their gaze:
“Courtship.” Eluminia said this with some emotion.
Biella was not sure if it was Positive or... she didn't want to pursue other options, unless she had to.
“Butterfly Ball.” Eluminia smiled...
Adding: “Butterfly.”
“The Heart is the Generator,” she said directly to Biella, “Actions/words have potency when the heart and mind is aligned.” Touching Biella's arm affectionately, she whispered, “Welcome to My Dream.”

“Gazebo Love.” Biella wondered at that one. It was so incongruous. “For later,” she silently noted to the Comm via her implant.
“True Anonymity is Complete Transparency,” Eluminia said, “Extrapolate - Envision - Create.” A deep breath as if she felt a pressure building. Then rapidly:
“Ethical Strategy!”
“Zoom out - Think - then Act/speak.”
“Lead by walking backwards.”
“The Mighty Pause.”
“Take a moment's Pause then Proceed.” Not heeding her own admonitions the flood continued:
“Kindness, Diplomacy, Tact - the hallmarks of Ethical Strategy.”
“Hey! What are you doing here?” The Comm took this as a command of sorts, immediately removing the picture currently showing even though it had been appropriate. If the Comm could be confused, it would have been. Eluminia again addressed the Comm, it had become a proxy, “Show up and Be Present: Commitment is a Radical Game-changer - most Enlivening.” She gave it a thumbs up.

Biella chuckled, fully engaged in the spirit of the Consolidation. The friend was there to witness. Biella would do exactly that. She set aside any ideas, pre-conceptions, guesses, or discernments which came to her. She would observe.
“There Isn't anything Wrong - just Areas of Development,” Eluminia smiled warmly at the Comm, “and Opportunity for Refinement.”
“Glimpse Worlds...” A command again.
“May Worlds gently Merge and the Largesse of our Spirit reign.”
“May our Hearts and Minds Dance in the Flowering of The Grand Beneficence.”
“Hello Heart! Divine Spark!”
The word Spark inflamed Eluminia, “Hopelessness leads to Spitefulness and meanness - Always allow for Hope.” She made an effort to get her good mood back, quoting: "'The average pencil is seven inches long, with just a half-inch eraser - in case you thought optimism was dead.'” and another: “'Starve the ego - feed the soul'”
Something spoke to Eluminia, her head cocked as she repeated what she had been asked: “Do you Respect The Universe's Trust in You?” It didn't seem like she wanted to answer. The question had evidently been asked with some problem attached to it, “Convoluted use of Language is the result of Lack of Awareness,” Eluminia observed, almost a rebuke. “Condescending Attitudes, however subtle, stem from Lack of Awareness.” Whoever had asked that question of Eluminia had other agendas. She battled her memories, along with the attached attitudes and emotions. Determination etched her face, she was not going to repeat those moods.

Neutrally, with a studied de-emphasis, she let out, “Assume the Positive. Assume that folks understand, have that be the starting point and make adjustments from there as needed.”
Turning away from her memory Eluminia addressed the Universe, “The root of all little evils is Lack of Awareness. So not so little after all, Awareness is a big deal!” Animated now she added, “Awareness equals Efficiency.”
Eluminia returned to her core. Biella could see her eyes moving, as if she was scanning, “Patience is such a Stupendous Virtue! Thanks to All my Patient Friends.“ Perhaps this was addressed to her internal Aspects.
The glider wobbled, Eluminia had released the auto pilot, controlling the glider with body movements. She dipped her barely-outstretched arms, the glider swooped. Eluminia let the expansiveness in her heart stream out:

“Yes! The World is Holy! The World is our Friend...when we Love the World we Feel the World Loving us.”
“Life is Love. We are Love. Just Love.”
“Just Be. (Love)”
“To the degree that we are off-kilter reveals our self-distortion of our Love.”
“Be the Love. Be Yourself - your Best Self!“
“Love is who and what you are! Why be anything else?!”
“Love is Coherent!”
“A Coherent System is a Wholesome System.”
“Flowers Nourish Us in Exquisite Ways.”
“Lack of Positivity can sometimes masquerade as Positivity.”
“The seemingly negative can sometimes obfuscate the Positive.”
“Miss Perception gives birth to misperception.” She smiled at this.
“Meditation and the Practice of Generosity.”
“'Where there is love, there are seeds of hope. Where there is peace, there is no resistance.'”
“'What uplifts one person assists the many.'”
“Love Heals... Soothes...and Buoys.”
“Embrace/Accept Yourself.”
Biella absorbed this torrent of Positivity with Joy, delighting in The Consolidation at work. Eluminia's waving short-wing arms had set the glider in an uneven spiral. The ground rose to meet them. Eluminia expertly danced her arms and the glider into a soft landing on a sandy part of the desert, their spirits adjusting to the power of the earth's hot dry welcome.
Continued in part three...

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