The Role of Feelings in Decision Making

Originally posted July 14, 2015latest Great Being post

Negative feelings not only bring us down, medical evidence shows they also weaken our immune system, making us more prone to disease, and they distract our cognitive concentration, thereby reducing our effectiveness.

Bad feelings can also serve a positive function — as an alarm system to quickly get us to pay attention to a problem. Ironically, if bad feelings continue unabated while we are grappling with a problem on a rational level, it will take longer to solve the problem because we are stuck in a cycle of negativity. Most of us have experienced this cycle.

Are you more driven by thoughts or feelings

Are we generally more driven by our feelings than by our thoughts? Continue reading

Originally posted 2015-07-14 10:41:30. Republished by Blog Post Promoter

False Idols

Happy New Year 2017!

Current Classic Bill postVolume 6, Issue 22

Part 93 of the ongoing saga of The Great Being, the One Self that manifests as each of us.

Gulf of Perse harbor

As they passed the harbor, a breeze off the Gulf of Perse cooled the camels’ windward sides and they preened their coats and nuzzled each other. Abram smelled spices from the Greek and Phoenician ships and wondered what exotic places they had been far off to the East to bring back such cargos. The wind bore the sounds of sailors’ voices calling instructions to one another as they unloaded onto the docks. Abram with his knowledge of languages could make out a few words here and there.

Near the shop they ran into Abram’s five-year-old sister Sarai, perched confidently on her own young camel, and the camels greeted each other. Ruach put her face up for Sarai to pet. Camels could be affectionate with Sarai and so could people, as she had been so charming and bright since birth she had always seemed to be an adult already, temporarily masquerading as a little girl. The fact that she was so beautiful seemed to help attract everyone too. Abram loved her from the day he met her briefly as his parents showed off his infant sister to him back in the cave.

“He won again, huh?” she teased Lot.

“How did you know?” Lot asked, slightly irked.

“When you win I can see, even from far away, your face shining like the sun,” Sarai said, and they all laughed. Sarai had raced with them but so far had never won. She rode with them a bit further and then she and Lot went off to play. Abram waved and turned off to head up the lane that led to the shop where today it was his turn to play shopkeeper. Not his favorite pastime.

He hitched Ruach and carefully opened the wooden lock with the wooden key he was careful to not lose. No one else in Ur had such a contraption and it was the means by which Terah was able to sleep at home and not have to sleep in the shop as its guard, which had been the case years ago. His friend the Pharaoh had given it to Terah as a gift the last time Terah had been in Egypt. The statuary in the idol shop was valuable and it would have been a prime target for thieves. Nimrod’s protection of Terah was well known, however, which actually afforded even more safety to the shop’s contents than the lock.

Abram sat on the high stool he preferred as he waited for the first patrons. The first customer was an older man who smiled and said hello as he entered, and then spent time reverently relating to each idol in the first room. Eventually he made his way into the next room and did the same. Abram as he had been taught checked in on the gentleman after a while mostly to make sure that all the idols were still in their places and none had been hidden under the man’s fringed linen garment. The fact that he wore linen indicated wealth so this was a customer likely to buy. Continue reading

Let’s work together to reunite America.

Originally posted July 7, 2015latest Great Being post

Let’s agree that this is a mission worthy of our collective focus and best efforts.

There is rich value in our dynamic differences

Our individual and largescale best move would be to first acknowledge the feelings and disparity that exists on so many issues we are facing, and then seek new creative ways to formulate compromise concepts and action programs that can bring all of us together to effect authentic change.  If we just begin the dialogue together and quickly wind down the negativity, we can pull together toward creativity and compromise.

Creativity is one thing that has still been missing on the real issues at hand. Mostly we hear variations on ancient themes, not inspiring new ideas. Exactly the opposite of what is needed. Look at the world around us — it is full of amazing surprises in technology, lifestyles, and new ideas in every field except politics when it comes to some of the most serious societal issues that we face. The American people want creativity in public policy and in healing the serious societal riffs that still fester. Continue reading

Originally posted 2015-07-07 11:52:54. Republished by Blog Post Promoter

Ten Minutes in a Life

Passing on the light

As you celebrate the miracle of this magical season, may your heart be filled with joy and light, love and peace. May the blessings of the holiday linger in your heart and stay with you and your loved ones throughout the year. Happy Holidays!

Originally posted December 20, 2012
Volume 2, Issue 36
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He looked up from the gas pump to where a moment before he had an intimation she would be, and high in the sky was the moon behind a pale shimmer of cloud, one day past full. Down and to the left was an American flag. Trees were all around. He suddenly realized the time was pretty good now. There was nothing to be concerned about that he could feel at the moment, no time pressure, everything was going fine. Then it came to him that he always assumed there was something wrong, some unrightness he would constantly have to steer against. He was thrilled at having uncovered a bad lens he could get discard.

A minute later, starting up the car, the lyrics of a song on the radio triggered a vision.“The dearest thing in all the world is waiting somewhere for me” (“Waiting Somewhere For Me” by Rodgers and Hammerstein). He saw a scene of indescribable beauty, something between a fractal and a huge mural, a panorama of infinite detail and intense color, the parts in constant unfolding and rotational movement everywhere. He couldn’t hold it all — it was overwhelming, filled with light, luminous, numinous. The words “Oh my God” began in his mind but all wording was pressed out by the overwhelming emotional wave enveloping him in awe, love, victory, beauty. His feelings united with the scene so that he was the scene, the beauty, the happiness, the realization that not “he” — now “it” — was past the need for words forever, past the possibility of unhappiness forever.

He contemplated the vision as he drove to catch his train. Several minutes later on the cold train platform he watched himself hurriedly extract a mint, his body still assuming time pressure, always assuming the need to get done an important job that had to be done at top speed because suffering would be relieved for more people faster that way. He knew this assumption was also a bad lens to be removed. More good would be done without that lens, too. And besides, in his day job he was not relieving suffering directly, more like paying for the time spent in nonprofit work.

That was the ten minutes. Continue reading

Originally posted 2012-12-20 13:48:06. Republished by Blog Post Promoter

The Hardest Game Worth Playing

Originally posted June 23, 2015latest Great Being post

Happiness is the meaning of life

Staying happy in every moment is the hardest game worth playing. Maybe a million years from now, or even in a couple of hundred thousand years, it will not be so.

But we can’t wait.

We need to develop methods and tools to advance ourselves mentally and emotionally that far into the future, now. The actual survival of the human race may well be at stake, but more importantly, our own individual happiness — yours and mine, and that of the people we love and those around us — is at stake for sure.

Happiness cannot remain up the trail somewhere, an elusive thing we are working toward. That’s an outdated idea. It’s time for the new idea. Happiness now, in every moment. Now. And now. And now. Happiness all the time, internally controlled, internally generated, by an act of will. Infernally difficult but we cannot abandon this game, believing it’s just too difficult and out of our reach. Now is the time to face it — fight it — and win. And keep winning, because the game is not won once but continuously. That’s what makes it so hard.

As you go through your day, keep coming back to your birthright to be happy, right now, and use your focus, your will, and your creativity to bring about your happiness each moment. Let inner impulses float downstream if they are not conducive to your happiness in this moment. Allow such unhelpful thoughts and feelings to occur, and then watch them float away without holding onto them. Continue reading

Originally posted 2015-06-23 12:19:17. Republished by Blog Post Promoter

Camel Spit

Current Classic Bill postVolume 6, Issue 21

Part 92 of the ongoing saga of The Great Being, the One Self that manifests as each of us.

A quart of camel spit about a yard long whipped around and splattered Abram’s face as he came up alongside Lot on his camel Meherah, the front-runner who loved to set the early pace so that none could catch him. God had guided Abram’s hands to bring his camel Ruach up on the left, which was the rail — the way nobody ever tried to pass because the leader could easily slam you against the rail, which could break your left leg. However, this time with God’s help Abram and Ruach managed to pass before Lot could even realize what was happening. If they had gone the other way, both knew that Lot would have whacked Ruach in the face with his switch, which camels do not appreciate.

God was the name Abram used to describe The One Self inhabiting all beings. He heard the word God in his mind long before he was moved from the cave, which is when his human education began. His relatives Noam, Ham and Shem were surprised that Abram seemed to have known in advance so many of the things that they taught him, since Abram had grown up in virtual isolation.

Lot punched Abram in the upper arm as a form of congratulations for having won again. Ruach was actually a female camel and yet Abram won races regularly against the fastest male camels. Abram credited God with guiding them to victory.

“Which god?” people would ask and Abram would just smile. These people thought in terms of endless gods and he did not have the slightest idea as to how he could ever explain it to them. There was only one God. But he seemed to be the only person in the world that knew it. Continue reading