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Regression therapy: A childbirth experience (separation from a female entity)

A year or two ago I did some regression work, focusing on my childbirth. The overwhelming feeling I remembered was of a distinct separation from a female entity. For some reason I jumped to wondering, “Wow, did I have a twin sister that nobody told me about? Maybe she died during the birth process and nobody ever said anything.”

I hadn’t thought about this for a long time, and then this morning when I was wandering around the thought came to me, “You know, there was another female there that day ...”

#duh

You are free to choose your own vision

In daily life, each of us is a vehicle for something. Our choices of values determine the kinds of vehicles we are, the way we move in the world and relate to each other. All individuals (and organizations) are free to choose values that they feel are important, that express their vision.

(A quote from the book, Zen at Work.)

My oldest sister is five years older than I am, and when she was in high school she was involved in activities outside of school, like the foreign student exchange program. I was an extreme introvert and could never imagine myself doing those things, but she was very involved in making our community a better place, and I was proud of her.

Back then I didn’t know that I was free to choose my own vision ... the mental weight of being an extreme introvert kept me from seeing that. I may always struggle with being an introvert, but these days I understand that I can choose my own vision, and I do so consciously.

“That’s for your sister”

When I was young — ages 0 to 8 — my family lived in Chicago. One day I was walking down a sidewalk, and some older boys were walking the other way.

I was a little kid and pretty much just going “La la la la ...” down the sidewalk when the boys stopped me. One of them asked, “Are you M’s brother?”, where “M” refers to one of my sisters. I said something like, “Sure, yes, how you doing?”, when he hauled off and punched me in the stomach. “That’s for your sister,” he said.

(As the saying goes, Hurt people hurt people.)

An operating system for all

Well Steve, it's taken seven years, but it's finally come true.

Seven years ago I stood on a stage, taking random questions from an audience, when someone asked what I thought of the new operating system from Apple, Mac OS X. I said "It will be the first operating system my mother and I will both be able to use and enjoy."

This week, when my mom (and my sister and nieces) open the Christmas present shown below -- an entry level iMac -- that statement will finally come true.