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Master Key System Week 7: The Tower of Babel

OLD STORY, NEW MEANING

Everything is easy……and everything is hard….

So easy reading the material by week 7……so easy sitting and doing with my mind the exercises…..so difficult vitalizing the lessons into my life…..so hard.

The reading is easy now because I’ve bought in, 100%.   The pain of realizing I’ve created my life, the good, the bad and they ugly has long passed.

Yeah, it was painful to move from taking credit for the good stuff and blaming people, companies, places and things for the bad and ugly stuff …..but the truth, my truth, is that it wasn’t as painful to do that as I thought.  Oh, don’t get me wrong, it hurt like hell…..but….there was also an instant rushing in of freedom, hope and faith that was, well….divine.

If I had created all of it….the good, bad and ugly…..then I could create …..and I just got so damn excited about that the pain was more like a stubbing of a toe pain…..man, it hurts like hell but we also know, don’t we, that it will pass and be forgotten…..even if we break a toe, we KNOW it’s going to heal……and I knew I could heal the conditions in my life ……

The exericises, for me, by week 7 had broken down into 3 groups….

Ones that cam easy – YIPPEE

Ones that were challenging but I quickly got a handle on….YEAH

Hundreds of Ideas About How The World Could Be Better
Leading Two Lives?

Ones that I really, really struggled with……YEAH and YIPPEE….because, by the end of the week…..there was marked improvement…..sometimes even a moment of sublime perfection.   Hitting the “sweet-spot” where there was great struggle, even for a couple seconds…..is elegant, yes?

But…..always a but…..where was the application?

It was like I had two lives……this philosophical “study” and my life.

Sure….there were mental breakthrus…..and tears of relief, joy, regret, sadness……but, still….I was nagged by the feeling of seperation.

What I mean is…..knowing a philosophy and speaking about it is all BS if there is not application…..daily, hourly……if I’m not living it then the ideas are just words that show off intellect at a party…..see what I mean?

VISUALIZATION

And in lesson seven…..Haanel hits my square in the face with the solution…..visualization.  It’s time to move that ideal, idealization …..to a clear mental picture.

I’m an idea man……or so I thought….

Always had an idea…..to make it big, to improve something in my life, in my subculture…..in the USA……in the world!

Great ideas…..

In section 13 of lesson seven I read…..Clearness and accuracy are obtained only by repeatedly having the image in mind. Each repeated action renders the image more clear and accurate than the preceding, and in proportion to the clearness and accuracy of the image will the outward manifestation be. You must build it firmly and securely in your mental world, the world within, before it can take form in the world without

BAM!

I know it’s a BAM! because it has the ring of truth for me………but…..there’s that “but” again……my mind keeps jumping from image to image…..hundreds of scenarios, thousands of outcomes…..YIKES!   I read the sentence again…..and again……and again…..quiet my mind……peace for a moment…..100s of images…..back to peace…..and the idea that this is a condition I am creating …pops into my head.  I’m responsible for this…..or am I?

I ask….for the solution…..

Tower of Babel pops into my head.  I am reminded of the deeper message……

More weeping….yeah, yeah, I did a lot of that …..but freedom from the bondage of self is so gratifying…..to know the struggle is over….to be free in my mind from me overwhelming…..

So the Tower of Babel?

Babel means confusion…..like all those ideas without visualization and manifestation…..

Who Knew I Had Learned The Solution Years and Years Before?
Who Knew I Had Learned The Solution Years and Years Before?

Basically this parable is about denying one source……the source.

The ‘tribe’ came to a plain and decided to build a struture to reach heaven.

This means we, as individuals, believe something EXTERNAL will make us complete, whole….fufilled…..it’s the River of Dreams stuff……the ‘everyone speaking a different language’……meaning…..confusion of ideas as to what will make us happy …..[and everyone’s got an idea for that, right? Mom, Dad, teachers, insitutions, employers, MLM companies…..everyone has a blueprint for our happiness]…….

The idea that God had everyone speak a different lauguage is really a metaphor…..for confusion of thoughts…..that something we do or get or accomplish will lead us to “heaven” …..and while I read this parable  and thought how “absurd” those people were……believing they could ‘reach heaven’ it turns out that was exactly how I was living my life….

And….then…..tremendous laughter…….I realized all my “brilliant ideas” were simply reformatting everyone else’s blueprint and work….and ideas……so I could reach ‘heaven’…..be happy.

In other words, hibitual wrong thinking…..that somehow, something I could think of would make happy…..which is self reliance…..and, really, doomed to fail…creating more fear, more refomatting….and as more things don’t work out…..I get more fearful, without realizing it….and ‘jumpp’ from idea to idea……BABEL.

Gales of laugher……and I thought they were dumb for trying to build a tower?  LMAO now…..

Who knew the River of Dreams and the Cement Buddha were just updated versions of the Tower of Babel?
Who knew the River of Dreams and the Cement Buddha were just updated versions of the Tower of Babel?

Understanding that it all really happens in part 2 …..”Our difficulties are largely due to confused ideas and ignorance of our true interests” and it all runs on Emerson’s Law of Give More, Get More…..service…..all I have to do is walk away from the River of Dreams [Tower of Babel] …..look not to the external by listen to my heart while asking for pure honesty…..to make certain of my own true interests are from withing……and………that will, really, put me on the threshold……

The Babel stops……visualization begins…..feintly at first……then, daily, it gets clearer…..clearer…..and cleaer

The confusion of tongues in the parable is really a graphic description of the state of mind of those who have yet begun to center their lives on the source and service…….and I am grateful…..

believe

mark januszewski

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Master Key System Week 6 : Concentration Is So ….ah, um….what was I saying?

FOCUS ON WHAT? 

Looking at a photograph for 10 minutes then covering it up and seeing it in my mind.

Simple.

So excited that the exercises are more engaging.

Haanel tells me thinking of a “purpose” for 10 minutes is hard.   My mind will wander.

Tells me I can’t do it.

I like to compete but I notice I’m a little pissed…..I can do this.

Yeah, even Moe, Larry and Curley popped in
Yeah, even Moe, Larry and Curley popped in

So I start thinking about my Definite Major Purpose.

And the Red Sox.

Back to DMP.   Shake it off…..just warming up.

I clear my mind.

OK…..here we go.

S#@T!

Shake it off, come on…..you’ve been reading this thing, with excitement, for weeks…..

And so it goes.

OK….I am not willing to surrender but I am willing to get better…..sounds great.  Got myself convinced now.

The first day with the picture is even worse than the DMP…..I admit it.  I’m pissed.

I know under anger is fear.

Is everyone else getting this?   Damn, it’s just a picture……it’s not like trying to hit a golf ball or juggle.

I flash back to the science that most people can’t hold a thought for 6 seconds.

I know I’ve improved…..and a thought flashes in as I sit there, bewildered…..and I weep.

CELEBRATE

The word celebrate keeps getting louder.

This is Hero’s Journey stuff……one of the archetypes is “discoverer.”

I celebrate….in my heart…..I blare some Billy Joel, limp-sync-ing with a headset on…..like I’m at Madison Square Garden.

I look at some baseball cards that bring back warm fuzzy feelings….Billy’s still blaring.

Celebrate!! It opens the pathway to ideas....anger closes the same pathways
Celebrate!! It opens the pathway to ideas….anger closes the same pathways

I know feeling good about this discovery will lead to ideas, actions, thoughts I can take to improve…..to 7 seconds……to 10 seconds…..I know.

Metaphors start rolling in….as soon as I let go of ego and re-read 6.

6-20 The power of attention can be more readily understood by comparing it with a magnifying glass in which the rays of sunlight are focused; they possess no particular strength as long as the glass is moved about and the rays directed from one place to another; but let the glass be held perfectly still and let the rays be focused on one spot for any length of time, the effect will become immediately apparent

BAM!

My heart begins to race….really race.   The mastermind princple pops into my head….and I call some peeps I know who are educators.

Ask them to meet with me.

Set a demand up in my mind….almost instantly it takes hold.   I’m reading Emerson’s Law of Compensation and it occurs to me that if I can find ways to quicken the lenght of time we can concentrate that will help others it will help me…it will return.

I think in pictures, making not being able to see the snapshot clearly more puzzling…..but, I press on.

Word pictures…metaphors.

Compass – BAM!

Shapes – BAM!

They fly fast and furious….tons of them.

THE MEETING

I meet with the educators…..spell it out for them.   They laugh…..it’s a problem they have themselves, with their students….and, well….it leads to lots of meetings with individuals and it becomes clear….I gotta be the ginuea pig.   I know it will work….

With some help we define things……then I begin, over a period of years to refine it……..but that’s not really important.

My concentration improves without me noticing….because I had, unconsciously, broken from the pack.

Have you "Keyed" something already?
Have you “Keyed” something already?

In an attempt to make it easier for others, it got easier for me.  Give more, get more.

I’m driving home from a meeting….thinking about concentration and looking for colors and shapes…..when my body, on Route 1 in Rowley, MA begins to tremble.

I pull over……now I’m shaking.

Deciding to live by the compass…..DMP ……without realizing it…..I had Master Keyed something…..

It was late that night, maybe 11:oo when I pulled over.

I sit there elated and baffled……next time I look at the dashboard it’s almost 2:oo AM…..

I make a mental note of that moment, the one I am sharing with your right now.   This is big because subby doesn’t know ‘size’ and that I ‘keyed’ something matters….not the size of it.  Dazzling.  The world will never look or be the same to me…..

And……over the next month….I slip a little bit….then…..I slip a little more…..not reading every day…..missing sits….

And now, with each session we run….I wonder how many members “miss’ the idea that they’ve already got the Master Key and have used it………and begin to slip in the face of progress……like I did.

The next month was terrible……rationalizing…..finding fault with the material…..doubting……

What the hell was going on?

Resentful.

Prideful.

Life in general begins to return to what I knew.

I make resolutions…..I don’t keep them, not for long anyway…..

Then…..I hit bottom.   And it is often in despair that we finally come clean…..and I do with a friend.

My pal Doug from NH likes to say, “stop looking for answers, get different questions.”

We talked a lot over the years about that……

“So,” I ask, “what’s the question?”

“What are you in fear of?”

 

RESISTING?

All resistance is fear…….both the death of a life of mini-dramas and the responsibility of what to do with this power…..will show up in different forms of resistance.

Looking for science to prove this won’t work online….

Looking for scientific proof affirmations don’t work [puh-leeze]

Skipping readings

Not throwing our hearts into the index cards

Ditching the metaphors…..as if it were too below us…

Cheating on or eliminating the sit…..

Knit-picking over a phrase here and there…..

The God thing…..

All of it is fear based…….you are powerful beyond measure…..you’ve probably ‘keyed’ something already, [those ‘inexplicable things?]…..and the adventure is there

Pick the compass in your heart……your soul is rooting for you

believe

mark januszewski

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Master Key System Week 5: I Got No Opinion….yeah, right

OPINION

OK, how do I even start this?

As soon as I start to even think about making a point……thoughts instantly form to support it….to support my opinion.

Aren’t I entitled to my opinion?

"Let me tell you what I know..."
“Let me tell you what I know…”

Don’t get me started…..Americans have been conditioned to feel entitled….to opinions…..to resources in other countries ……to….whoops, I guess I got myself started.

Now I’ve got to figure out how to get around this……challenge……

And there it is…..looking at the wrong stuff, again.

It’s stunning how much of my life was spent forming opinions so I could “express” myself.

And, almost always, it was either to get my way or justify my behavior…..oh, yeah, almost forgot…..to “show off” what I think I know.  Good grief…..

I simply cannot imagine working that hard anymore…..to shore up that psuedo self-esteem.

THE HOUSE 

Haanel’s lesson for week 5 really was a turning point for me…..actually, that may not be accurate.  Like so many who begin this exercise in earnest…..especially us mirco-wave, got to have it right now Americans [whoops, did I just express an opinion for no reason? 🙂 ] ……anyway, for most of us….finding the Master Key, claiming it, learning to use it, [after we finally stop looking for the lock], it is a process.   And, most likely it was lesson 5 that helped me embrace that I had already surrendered……I just did not know it till lesson 5.

In passage 9 Haanel writes, “If either of us were building a home for ourselves, how careful we would be in regard to the plans; how we should study every detail; how we should watch the material and select only the best of everything; and yet how careless we are when it comes to building our Mental Home, which is infinitely more important than any physical home, as everything which can possibly enter into our lives depends upon the character of the material which enters into the construction of our Mental Home.”

We really are more attentive to things than thoughts
We really are more attentive to things than thoughts

Opinions, I realized, instantly, were really poor material.

Why?

Most of my opinion was formed by listening to others, conditioning from the “lets-turn-them-into-consumers” educational system and the government…..and others by-products [friends, foes, parents] of the “follow-if-you-want-to-fit-in” drone, “don’t think for yourself” types ……..of subcultures we find ourselves in.

As I began…..to really understand that while most folks were well intetioned…..opinions were out of control and even the ones I was rejecting were influencing me.

What they hell?

The fear I had become so used to…sort of numb to it……had turned me into someone who used opinion constantly to ……constantly reconfirm my identity.   That I was living in my associative memory and these “opinions” were trapping me in the associative memory…..and locking me out of my imagination.

I was living by precedent……and not making progress……simply rearranging the furniture……in a house. a life….that was not interesting……even though those opinions tried to, with a little passion mixed in, make me seem interesting…..anyway…..I realized I could not build a house that I wanted….a life I wanted ….with material from my associative memory…..opinions had to go…

But what would I do?  Where could I find a path to the lumber yards and warehouses of great materials?

THE MAP

Son of a gun….there is was…..as I sat there pondering, way back when……borderline panic…….in passages 20 and 21

20……”It is the benignant force which decrees primal creation. It thrills down from the Divine, direct into every created being. It originates life, which the physical scientist has not done, nor ever can do. It stands out among all forces supreme, unapproachable. No human heredity can approach it. No human heredity measures up to it.

It was the last place I looked....
It was the last place I looked….

21. This Infinite Life flows through you; is you. Its doorways are but the faculties which comprise your consciousness. To keep open these doors is the Secret of Power. Is it not worthwhile to make the effort?”

It was within me!   I had spent my time looking outside….for the right answers…..for the “secrets” [to success, love, realtionships, etc] ……for the meaning of life……

And, son-of-bitch…..there it was in the first chapter of the first book ….Genisis….”and His face moved across the waters”….and ….”heaven and earth”…….oh my goodness…..the realm of divine ideas with the water representing the connection…..between Unversial Mind….and….stunned…..me.

I just had to open the doorways…..and let that “comprise my consciousness” …….

Now I had it.

Or did I?

Knowing and doing are often two different things……

Passionate opinions would flow from my lips later that day.

Felt bad……tried again…..and again….and……started to see some progress.

Need help…..sat…..thought…..John Wooden pops into my head.

Naw, can’t be thinking of basketball…..and I dimiss it……and it pops in again……and again…

I surrender…..did a lot of that in lesson 5……..there is tremendous power in surrender, unconditional surrender.

Funny, we think it’s going to hurt or humilate us…..but it’s freeing…..to surrender the bondage of self.

WOODEN

Start reading some of his 54 things he lives by…..

Ask myself…..why are you reading this?

Oh, yeah….something that will help me let go of opinion and, with practice, I can get better materials to build the house…..in that bewlidering frontal lobe….yeah, now I remember.

BAM!

“Consider the rights of others before your feelings and the feeling of others before your rights.”

Got to read it 4 times.

Sounds tough…….Og pops in my head….Scroll 2.

The tears of gratitude were overwhelming
The tears of gratitude were overwhelming

I decide to stop worring about the problem, me and my opinions….and I focus on Mandino’s ‘when tempted to critisize I will bite on my tongue, when moved to praise I will shout it from the roof tops.”

Wooden’s challenging idea fits perfectly…..and in a few days…..all I am doing is shouting praise of others from the roof tops…….

And, I slip a little…..and a little more…..but they come less and less frequently…..and last for nano-seconds……

The “doors” fly open…..and a rich flow of ideas starts surging through me

…..and I weep…..like a baby

believe

mark januszewski

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