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When I was young, I believed in trusting my gut feeling, aka instinct, and to breathe into situations instead of freezing. As I got older, I realized that I had adapted to a CardSwipe Mentality, telling myself I listened to my instincts when, instead, I blunted them with habitual CoverUp & Denial.
Feelings were not welcome, especially ones I couldn’t name, and I fixed my sights on the Horizon and did what I needed to get there. I expected people to follow me in my passionate, creative swathmaking, and they did until I realized we had dead-ended in a cul-de-sac of pretense where someone built houses built of ideas, not wood and stone.
I defended myself when the InnerCrier called me out for Action CoverUp, particularly how I handled relationships, most importantly, the one I had with myself. “I have no reason to be Defensive!” I declared angrily, as if the walls I lived behind didn’t exist. Defensive became my first InnerPersona to receive dignity and respect, opening the door to a hidden world of TrappedSpirit, aka instinct.
The InnerRealm is a hotbed of IAI — Inner Accessible Intelligence —a tangled web of subterfuge, CoverUp, and silenced Personas struggling to be heard and respected. I established a CommandCenter, like an inner OutPost, fixing it up with a vast, curving Mixboard and Screen with a
Sort & File table, and beyond that, the Perona BoardRoom —…
