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(Our true nature is free to create and express in every moment. It is only when we are conditioned by suppressed constricting emotions and identify with limiting, fear-driven beliefs, that we become programmed to behave in mechanical, repetitive, and fear-driven ways. Most of our deep programming occurs when we are very young, before the age of seven or eight. When beliefs and emotions are identified as "true" they become unconscious, reactive guides to living, slowly and invisibly killing our spontaneity and ability to relate to life newly in each moment. When we become aware of our true nature and aware of beliefs as beliefs rather than as "the truth", we are able to dissolve them and free ourselves to live in the present moment.
Below is a clear and potent example of the power we all have to dissolve limiting beliefs that have been shaping and constraining our lives. A person I shall call "M" lived from such a belief for over half a century. When "M" participated in the Nov.-Dec. Core Wisdom TeleSeminar in 2009, he become aware of and dissolved a constricting group of emotions and beliefs that had shaped his life
for over fifty years, and dissolved them all within minutes. In-Joy! --Hal)
To All: I've just started the first grade at St. Edwards School. There is some kind of "Father" event going on and I'm really excited that 'Daddy" is here with me, my classmates, and all their Dads too. We're outside, standing alongside the school, because I can see into the classrooms through the windows. I look around at all the other Dads. I look at "Daddy" again. I notice something I've never seen before. I can't believe it so I look at the other Dads then I look at Daddy again. "Daddy" is different than all the rest of my friend's Dads. They all have 2 arms! "Daddy" only has one arm. I have to look away because I'm ashamed "Daddy" is my Dad. I want to tell "Daddy" it's all right. But I just don't know what words to say. Because I can't tell him he embarrassed me by being different and I'm ashamed that he's my Dad.
At 6 years old until this inquiry/dissolving, my life had been about my always having to be prepared with the right words to avoid ever having to go through something so embarrassing ever again.
"Daddy" has been dead for 9 years, but I had continued to resist/identify with that 6 year old boy who never had the right words to say when it mattered the most.
Thank you ...for the awareness that allowed me tosee/inquire into/ and dissolve my belief that there really are the "the right words out there", and I just hadn't found them yet.
-- "M"
From Core Wisdom On-Line Number 112 - Feb. 23, 2010
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