The Girl in the Entrance Hall
She's spent a life time holding up a facade. A burdensome untruth. Forever against the weight of gravity.
(Behind) The Entrance Hall
I once wrote these words. 111 words to be precise. The Entrance Hall. They strike at the heart of the point of all of this work. The point at which you know that you belong without condition. Here, I read these words out loud and share something of how they came about.
I walk into this place, it’s a place I would often go. It’s an entrance hall. And there’s this girl who I know. She knows me. She knows what I do ...
The actual words are printed here in the Soul Biographies library.
note: feel at liberty to post observations, experiences and questions. This is one of the welcome additions to this new place. I shall respond.
You MUST absorb the words of observation that came from a reaction to this post and subsequent meetup - The Girl who Recognized the Girl in the Entrance Hall.
This is the poem audio alone - The Entrance Hall
On considering this I realize that I have made so many films on the subject! Including these few minutes with @ByronKatie who has always wondered if 'it is true' - https://soulbiographies.com/library/is-it-true/
Words by themselves have little power. However, the beliefs we have about those words are extremely powerful. Moreso, how significant someone is to us, gives words their power. Because we believe them. And not just their words. We often believe how the significant people in our lives treat us. Especially as children. When a child is told by the most significant people in their lives that they are stupid, worthless, no good, etc. Eventually, the child believes it. When a child is treated as if they are worthless, eventually they believe it. And then it becomes reinforced over and over again in different relationships. It is a nice idea that it would only take the magic of one person to undo a lifetime of false beliefs but in my experience, it doesn't work that way. Especially if words and actions do not line up. 'Of all the judgments we pass in life, none is as important as the one we pass on ourselves, for that judgment touches the very center of our existence.' ~Nathaniel Branden
Please note, the above is a very generalized example of the dilemma and does not accurately depict my life or any other person I know. It was generalized and simplified to keep it somewhat short.