When I was in group therapy forty-five years ago with Dr.Albert Ellis, I would wake up
in the middle of the night with what I thought to be mind-boggling revelations. I kept pencil and paper on my night stand, so I wouldn’t lose the opportunities they presented. At night they were incredibly stimulating. In the mornings, I would ask myself, “Who wrote this shit?” Even so, the excitement and the feelings of the night lingered and I would struggle to make the substance equal to the revelations. In my earlier years my head would ache from the strain of the focus, but in recent years, I relax and enjoy the process. I enjoy it as a gift, because I know that it comes from somewhere deep inside of us. I use my brain as I use the internet. When I’m looking for a breakthrough or insight or even answers to difficult questions, I’ve come to know that they’re stored indeliably, somewhere in our vast cosmic organic universe we call a brain. I don’t focus; instead I breathe deeply, relax and let it happen. It happens because it wants to, but it must be done without expectation. Expectation confuses and short circuits the instinctive mind. To make it more available to me, I attend a meditation group with Dr. Phillip Bhark, a nationally known cardiologist from Pakistan every Wednesday evening. I believe that meditation can help me achieve the mind-set I need to grow on with my life.

Recently, I’ve come to believe we can access all kinds of memories, even those laid down millions of years ago in our reptilian brains. I practice opening up my awareness by scanning rather than focusing and as my informational access grows - - - I grow. I now have evidence that our built-in physiological internet can access information in the conscious, preconscious and unconscious minds. I don’t experience frustration; I get to interesting visions and conclusions, experiencing no difficulty other then outlining and closure. For you see, just as our lives are in evolution growing from birth to extinction, my thinking grows in evolution to what a friend called gentile, loving wisdom. Wisdom can be mined like precious stones in the instinctive, holistic mind. It’s not hard; the fuel is love or social animal intentions, experience, knowledge and fearlessness. Observing myself, I find that nothing I work on is ever finished. I’m forever improving and making better. It’s the nature of the entrepreneur and the TypeE beast and of course, I’m both and I find it easy, effortless and natural as well as to be an illusive, reliable path back to Eden. In the simplest terms it is “the way”, and the way was lost because of greed and manipulation down through the centuries.

The villain is imperialism, capitalism being just the latest name for it. In its adaption to the world economy it fires people for greater profits and calls it downsizing, squeezes wages, pays obscene executive salaries, assaults the environment, overproduces dangerous and worthless products, violates the laws, even writes them. Yet we foolishly embrace these corporations as the embodiment of promise, knowing full well the futility of this perspective. But what can we expect from a social order that places the cart before the horse and the interest of the few before the many.