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Mandela

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate, our deepest fear is that we
are powerful beyond measure."
                Nelson Mandela

I have been thinking about Mandela's quote several different ways. One view
concerns how I relate with others, and another is concerned with its
implications for NLP, and particularly in what I want the practice of NLP to
help me with. If our deepest fear is that "we are powerful beyond measure",
and I am using NLP to help me address my fears, the question for me is, why
not dig for the motherlode.

THe lady I had dinner with last night allowed me to expand my thoughts on
the idea of working with my own fear and others. Our relationship is founded
on the fact that we are both poets, and we were talking about how we have
contemplated how we have compromised out true expression by the fear of
societies response to an expression of personal power.
For me, poetry comes as a stream of conciousness flow that I attempt to
capture in writing. To say what I see requires that I not make judgements
about the material being transcribed. If during the process I analyse the
material, inevitably I ask my Self what all this means...and immediately my
survival system interpretes the material, with a view towards; which posture
within its experiental resources would provide me with the best response to
the implications of the provided material. I suspect the mental posture or
attitude I move to as a result of this instinctual, conditioned response
sometimes terrorizes me momentarily. In that moment of terror...my life
flashes before my eyes...and I literally "see" a configuration of possible
scenarios that could happen if I allow the implications embedded in the
material to be exposed, and what might happen if the exposed material were
known to be written by me. Mixed in with this, and intertwined with the
hellish views of unbearable torture are the sweet strains of ecstasy, and
the battle of the gods ensues.
You can imagine what this horrific, deeply attractive, primordial,
hypnogognic phantasmagoria does to the flow I am so devoted to bringing to
the world of mankind. It "...goes away running, not to... but from...a life
of computerized joy."
 The remorse I have endured from my own self-betrayal has brought me to
explore many avenues seeking relief from my "pain".

        "...In all of my life there are not very many
        who would give all they have to love me a while.
        and those who have given have just taken my misery,
        and later they found out they did so in vain,
        because the memories they started
        didn't go when they parted,
        and I felt like I wasn't to blame...
        and the answer don't matter,
        despite all the questions,
        their loving still hoped me
        to conquer my pain."

        Felix Manos Peregrino
        1971

I don't know if misdirection is the earth's way of getting heaven's goat,
but the magic of it's demands, while not superior, are not lacking for
effectiveness.
I am particularly interested in addressing this fear of power  in the sense
of finding out if there is a way of conjuring it out of its hiding while
convincing it not to wreak havoc on society or impale me on death's door
without my scalplock. Pandora's Box?

Respectfully,

James Lee Hamilton

"To know the seed, is divine indeed." Book of Changes