I grew up in a dysfunctional family. I was told I was crazy,
worthless, and always disparagingly compared to others. Needless to
say, I was left with low self-esteem, a poor sense of self and a
tendency to be overly concerned with the opinions of others. As a
child, I lived in a fantasy world, wishing I was somewhere, sonewhen and
someone else. As an adult, I’ve struggled with anxiety and
depression, addiction, ill health, and a lack of motivation.\
Over the years, I’ve fought to find normality or at least
functionality in my life, exploring many avenues in search of answers to
my problems. I started out as a psychiatric nurse, dabbled in the
occult, studied Buddhism and Christianity, and dipped into many other
forms of religion. You could say I left no stone unturned in my search:
new age philosophies, Taoism, tarot cards and their many variations,
alternative therapies, such as naturopathy, acupuncture and
aromatherapy, amongst others. In recent years I’ve studied counselling,
sociology and Indigenous philosophies.
The majority of these disciplines promised to solve all my problems
and help me achieve my goals, and I did learn a great deal along the
way. However, there were always unanswered questions, or things that
just didn’t sit right with me (I may talk more about this later, if
readers are interested).
A few years ago, I met a woman with similar interests to mine. She
had a large collection of books, which she kept, stacked in piles about
180 cm high, in a closet. It seemed that every time I visited her, she
opened that closet. Being an avid reader, I was naturally curious,
but, after many years of reading new age books, it seemed that most of
them were very similar, or simply regurgitate ideas from Eastern
religions, and I was always left with unanswered questions, or
information that contradicted my personal experiences. Consequently, I
hadn’t picked up a so-called new age book in some time.
But, when my friend opened her closet, my eye would always light on
the same book, and I would hear a voice say “You need to read that
book”. I would think, “I don’t want to read that book; they’re always
the same old same old”. This happened many times. Eventually, I gave
in and asked to borrow the book, which was “the Nature of Personal
Reality: A Seth Book”, by Jane Roberts. Perhaps you’re familiar with
the work? I’d never heard of her.
When I started to read, I found this book wasn’t at all the same old
same old. It was full of new and challenging ideas (so much so I found
myself having to reread every page at least once). My brain literally
hurt – I’m not kidding. Not only that, but it also offered exercises or
experiments so the reader could experience and verify the material
under discussion.
These exercises are short, enjoyable (I think) and in most cases give
immediate results. There are a number of books, and I’ve read most of
them. The material is always fresh, and offers new insights. I confess
though, I didn’t do all of the exercises…
So, here’s my plan: to work through the book, doing all of the
exercises, and blog about my experiences. I know they work, having
tried them before and I’m mainly doing this for myself, because I need to do something to change my life.
I want to share my experiences here, in the hope that others might
read the books. You see, I’ve never met anyone who has read them. I’m
not evangelising, really, I’m not. I’ve just never had anyone to
discuss these ideas with.
So…here goes
Hi Chandon! I'm so glad I've chanced upon your blog. I have just finished reading "Seth Speaks" and it's so empowering. Perhaps you can also give it a try too! Seth's books opened my mind to so many things it's so hard to describe that "enlightenment" in words. But I can go on and on discussing about it! I too have not began any of the exercises suggested by Seth yet though, because I don't know where to start from. Even remembering dreams seems to be such a tough task for me. I may start trying meditation.
ReplyDeleteHi there, what a.great idea. I wish you peace and success in your life.
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