the two-way mirror of collective telempathy

the two-way mirror of collective telempathy

I wonder what it means
when someone simultaneously says what you say
and the context of what they say matches your experience,
not theirs.

I just finished a council-supported yoga class in the park near where I live, and it was the final class in the program, so there was a council guy there to check out how the program was going. Let’s call him Guy Council.

I did my (recently) usual thing where I be all unashamedly evangelistic about the psychological-healing power of yoga and I could read in his behaviour that he was interested and curious, but vaguely dubious. I have a huge amount of respect for people who indulge practices they are not familiar with (he’s into personal training and has done some yoga, but doesn’t practice regularly), despite their uncertainty about them.

There was a brief conversation between Guy and myself about how it’s really important for council to continue supporting the program, and then there was a brief conversation between the three of us, which I shamelessly dominated because I wanted to thank the Teacher, in front of Guy, for the classes (and for introducing me to numerology).

So the conversation moved from the subject of recently popular and hugely acceptable yoga to the timelessly unpopular and hugely esoteric so-called pseudoscience of numerology.

Teacher was on the way to another class and Guy was still interested, but now doing the cannot-compute frown. It’s difficult to make these leaps from the accepted to the unaccepted, the perceivedly rational to the probably irrational, at the best of times, but especially in the middle of a busy outer-urban street, where people are focused primarily on those other numbers ~ the numbers of the economic, not the esoteric.

I have no point to prove ~ I just wanted to say thanks, which I had done, so I said, “Okay, seeya guys.”

At the same time I said “seeya guys”, Guy also said “seeya guys”: I was fare-welling two people; he was fare-welling a single instance of “guy”.

I just find this utterly fascinating. It’s the sort of thing that’s been happening a lot lately, since I have been feeling more open to the shared streams of the collective Consciousness.

I want to call this telempathy, because it seems to me that Guy picked up on my words before I had said them, and reflected them immediately back to me.

What do you think?

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bus-stop pranayama 

I just unlocked a revolutionary new addition to my meditation tool box ~ secret public pranayama … I think I will call this asana Reclining Bench Half Lotus 😀

I was feeling anxious after being out in public and picking up on weird vibes from the clamour of egoic materialism and couldn’t wait to get home for my midday pranayama sit, when I thought, Why wait?

I tend to forget that people are generally more absorbed in their own thoughts and distractions to notice anything less than totally unusual, and there’s nothing unusual about a guy sitting on a bench, breathing with his eyes closed behind wraparound mirrored sunglassss.

So I went for it. I used a count I was able to recall from the Prana Breath app, and with just a few breaths I noticed the prana shift out of my head, neck and chest, deep through the belly and out through the nose, taking with it all the strange not-Self shame I must have picked up through empathy in my goings about the world:

when I feel shame these days and I can check back through my recent actions and see I have done nothing to be ashamed of, I naturally wonder where it comes from ~ it is either old shame that rears its head, or it is shame I pick up from others, and either way it is not mine;

I see it, and by seeing it I am able to unsee it, to let it go, to not identify with it.

It’s very liberating: shame is such an awful feeling, so when I can choose to let it go, spontaneously a sense of rest comes to me and I am able to sit with myself and see that everything is a-okay.

I’m learning through these experiences that shame and anxiety are inextricably linked ~ what I used to think was anxiety now feels like a deeper older emotional blockage, a sense of not being right in the world, a deep sense of unwelcome, fear, and self-loathing. 

Shame is connected to not being true to yourSelf, because if shame is the feeling that you are the mistake whereas guilt is more like reasonable remorse for having made a mistake, then guilt can be avoided by learning from mistakes of behaviour and not repeating them, whereas the only way to avoid shame is by changing your entire way of being, which requires a meditation practice of mystical proportions.

It can be done (I know this from such direct experience as mentioned above), but it requires un-learning a lot of things we were taught about our roles as human doings, and a lot of re-learning (Re-membering) our true function as human beings.

Our purpose and function as sentient human beings is to witness and evolve the Beauty of the Cosmic Consciousness, and we do this by finding stillness in the inner environment ~ the witnessing and the evolution comes naturally in that stillness. No one has to know we’re doing this, and it’s something that can be done at the bus stop.

That’s pretty exciting!

But not half as exciting as the cushions I found at the Superfood Cafe here. I think I could get used to this secret-public-meditation thing.

Time for some Reclining Butterfly, maybe a hit from the bong of the Reclining Corpse … 

this is how I will re-enter society without resorting back to self-medicating against the actually-quite-weirdly beautiful Vibes of the Cosmic Verse.

the Demon Guru Complex (psychology question)

Is there a term for someone experiencing delusions they are Satan? The messiah complex is well known, but what if someone believes they need to hurt people to teach them a lesson? Would this be sadism? 
The case I’m studying exhibits more than just the derivation of pleasure from causing suffering in others, but seems to believe it is their responsibility to catalyse understanding in others by belittling the other’s ignorance, while refusing to accept responsibility for how such behaviour is interpreted. 

There seems to be a gap here in the psychology field. I’m currently calling it the Demon Guru Complex.

positive consumerism  (feat. illustrated sociology txtbk)

When you don’t spend your money on drugs anymore and you just got a job and accepted your mission to understand human behaviour for the skilfully selfish benefit of all sentient beings, you understand that you can’t not buy a book like this when you find it for twenty bucks at the post office. Such is my duty as a good little consumer.