What is it then, this “inside-out” malarkey? You’ll hear me banging on about it all the time, but what does it actually mean? And what difference does it make?
Put simply, 100% of the experience of being human is happening from within. Mediated by the Principle of Thought. Moment to moment, we’re bathing in this constant stream of data—vibrating energy—and to prevent us from going mad, our psychological systems are screening out 99.99% of it and presenting us with a best guess at what we need to know, in order to avoid being eaten, and giving us the best shot at procreation.
It’s an image of what’s what. And that’s our reality. Ours alone. Because it’s happening inside us, not anyone else.
And so, moment to moment, although it really really looks like we’re living our lives experiencing a bunch of feelings that result from our external circumstances, that’s a trick of the mind. Because the reality is we’re living in the feeling of Thought-perception.
Yeah, I know.
And it’s fair enough to kind of get it. And it’s perfectly reasonable to just brush over it as maybe a bit interesting and nothing more… but the implications, when followed through… well, they’re really very practical.
In fact I’d go as far saying they’re pretty important actually. Profound, even. Ok, huge. Life-changingly huge.
So huge I quit my lucrative consultancy career to start gently leading people to see this for themselves.
Because when you do, nothing is ever the same again.
Something occurs
So I’m out Walking & Talking with a client and I’m reaching for suitable metaphors to get this stuff across, because, as you’ll gather from reading the paragraphs above, it’s mostly like, WTF Giles, you crazy man?!
And I’ve learned, over time, from basic principle (and many bungled attempts), that the worst thing I can do in these circumstances is to get all up in my head, trying to think of the best way of explaining it.
No, it has to be felt. To be experienced. So I stay present, stay quiet, stop trying so hard and briefly reassure myself “something will occur” when it needs to.
We’re walking on a short but necessary section of very narrow country lane, single file, me behind, when a vehicle comes out of nowhere. The car is big, the road is small, and we both press ourselves into the hedge. It slows (a bit) goes past and I catch my client up. She’s apoplectic. And apologetic, her gesture still hanging in the air.
“Sorry, sorry, excuse my French! But… did you see that?!”
“See what?”