From May 2007
It's all interconnected. It might take twenty years and a long look over your shoulder to see that the rock you hit was in a current that fed a stream that difussed into an ocean that you've just 'discovered', but it was there all along.
Let's look at a stream:
Underattachment in childhood -> search for meaning -> overattachment in first love relationship -> relationship breakdown -> existentialist drowning -> Getstalt dialogue-> Witness!
Sitting there, looking through spectacles at the kind and knowing interpersonal trail guide, then suddenly shifted backwards, watching the looking through the eyes and the spectacles.
How could this Atman-moment have grown but from the fecund neurotic / obsessive compulsive soil that produced the fragmented personality looking for wholeness, the many looking for the one?
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