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The Importance of Developing the Mind

Recently I read someone’s comments about getting emotional when specifically visiting places and ruins of the past. It got me thinking about my own experiences of releasing emotions and inner work in general.

It’s so important to develop the mind so it can basically handle it and develop emotional control.

The release is a choice of beauty, and an entering into the light, the mind work has been done. But then the resultant ego works to reestablish shadow control.

It can show symptoms of emotional neediness despair, or little shop’s of spite. Generally revolving around further issues of unresolved trauma.

These moment’s however, can be explored and shared in a healthy way by expression in following beauty in metaphor in personal research of the past or detailed research of historical events, or both.

Emotional release, however urgent and necessary, should not be done until the ego mind has a good handle on the necessary changes of resultant light in the surrounding environment and in the inner landscape. The release should be done privately in a safe environment, never forced, and followed up with focused attention by the person releasing so that humiliating details are not reenacted with attendant transference and manipulative projections in social situations.

This facilitates positive disintegration. And gradually the process, or journey, happens more quickly and gracefully and even integrates into the exploration itself as I get up to speed and learn plus communicate in a foreign land. So here is a beginning work on doing just that. Please bear with me a little as I get right, and learns my place in service to being-with methodical interest in study. A little creative act:

This reminds me of something I started writing about in regards to Notre Dame Cathedral and the burning by agents of Mossad.

Specifically we have Victor Hugo's great novel " Hunchback of Notre Dame," He writes commentary irony of the present to the sacredness of the past. And the drama played out as it plays out in heaven.

And where the hunchback says, she gave me water" referring to the beautiful Esmerelda.

Because you see originally the site was an eyelet in a flowing river of life, with moistures rising from a swampy site to heaven.

A sacred site, a portal of beauty where only true feeling enters and is allowed.

And then

A real emotional moment for me because I could see a glimpse of the beauty and its portents for the future.

And the need for healing. From cyclic trauma giving rise to Isis death cults, embracing fear to try and control rather than release emotion. A cult of claiming godhood in blasphemy to creation, codifying the attachment sexual orgiastic rites by night, organizing initiations at night in secret and by day ruling with tyrannical authoritarian dictates.

And then to the coercion of religions.

But even with the infiltration of the Jesuits-heretical masters of mesmerization and the obfuscation of history-encouraging sleep, causing suffering, and getting off on it, the cathedrals beauty lives through generations.

The massive stone columns echo the place where trees once stood.

I lit a candle there, as did many others in silent reverence prayer in the light, in silent reverence.

And fire in Promethean arrogance consumes parts of the church.

And it wounds the very soul of France. And it is in need of healing.

And its deeply personal, because the story plays out in our personal lives, body and being. And we're part of a culture too-walking around day by day in a differentiation that doesn't have to be separate.

So studying that differentiation in the past is a way of reclaiming it, expanding in greater understanding and beauty into truth and experience of being.

Just as in trauma, what happened? why did it happen? How did it happen?to harvest a necessary distance in detail in mind to handle a release of emotion in service to the heart and feeling. The same thing applies and brings to light cultural changes whether done with art-full metaphor or with research.

[Chorus]

Except for the boy in the belfry, he’s

crazy

He’s throwing

himself down from the top of the tower

Like a hunchback

in heaven

He’s ringing the

bells in the church

for the last half an

hour

He sounds like he’s

missing something

or someone

That he he knows he

can’t have know

And if he isn’t, I

certainly am

 
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