Piloting the body

Imagination is the mean by which we give orders to the body. If we want to bend the arm, do we voluntarily contract every involved muscle? Not at all. The proof is that in case of sprain, muscle strain or inflammation, we painfully realize that the muscle mechanisms, which we are accustomed in the everyday life, are more complex than previously thought.

When we want to raise the arm, our imagination says: "I ​​want to raise the arm". The body then manages to execute the requested move. We feel physical sensations in return, they indicate whether the move meets our expectations or requires some adjustments. We may ask to contract the few muscles we are aware of, in order to control the process. Do we know what to do biologically to contract a muscle? No, we only recognize the sensations which show that the order given by our imagination is being performed.

I cannot believe that the role of the imagination is limited to a mere nervous and muscular control. Given my personal experience, given what I see around me, given what I've read here and there, I can see that imagination is like a project manager. It chooses what it takes care of, what it delegates to the body and what to avoid. The body always does its the best. It has no power of decision. He faithfully and intelligently performs the tasks entrusted to it, whatever they may be. So if we are subjected to troubles, they may originate from the imagination.

Diseases, weight gains or losses, allergies, excess or deficiency and other problems are often the physical reflections of our general condition, because the mind, emotion and body come as a chain of solidarity, uinited for better or for the worst. By reason of our personal storms, our stress, our ignorance or our arrogance, we can unwillingly prompt the imagination to give aberrant orders, manage things wich should be delegated or forbid what is beneficial.

This also means that the metamorphosis, the spectacular healings and the miracles are equally driven by the imagination. When it is motivated by powerful intentions, when it is set in motion by intense emotions, it is able to exploit the unsuspected resources of the body and its environment, thus generating transformations which defy any rational explanation.

If the imagination really pilots the body, why aren't our desires automatically fulfilled? Because most of our mental and emotional activity is unconscious. If I dream to be like this but I subconsciously doubt this to be possible, nothing will happen. If I dream to be like that but it reminds me of unconscious negative emotions, nothing will happen. The oppostion between the conscious image and the unconscious image cancels the order or plunges the body into confusion.

If the imagination really pilots the body, why do things that I hate happen to me? Because if I am 10% conscious then I am 90% unconscious. Thus 90% of my body doesn't match my self-image, 90% of my capabilities are beyond my control, 90% of what I live seems to fall from heaven or to come straight out of hell.

It seems to me that we know everything about the animal aspect of the body but nothing about its humanity. The little we know hinders us rather than anything else. We live in such a way or in such other because we have live like this for millennia, because religience has proven that this is how it should happen and if we do otherwise we may hurt ourselves badly. These knowledge determine what the body automatically assumes, what it leaves under our responsibility and what it will never do. If we add our personal injuries and hopes, we find ourselves entangled in a web of beliefs that leads to inappropriate attitudes and harmful blockages. As all humans on earth live this way, as the animals live this way, we find all this normal and natural. We find abnormal, impossible or dangerous to live differently. That's it! Our human potential can stagnate quietly, we are not likely to explore it.

We've told that we must eat 3 times a day otherwise we lose weight, we becomes very weak, we can get sick and die. But I have spent one month without eating and I've never been so fit in my whole life, without losing weight. During this period, I delegated the feeding operation to my body. I don't know how it proceeded, anyway it succeeded far better than when I make choices of balanced nutrition.

So why do children die from hunger in the world? Because the imagination pilots the body. For me, not eating was a voluntarily experience in order to learn a lot of interesting things. I was enthusiastic and free to interrupt the process at any time. For the child, it is a brutal aggression inflicted by a violent environment that puts his life in danger, without being able to defend himself, none of adults surrounding him can protect him. In spite of my experience, I would certainly die from hunger too if I was in the same distress as these children.

So why do the hunger strikers wither, although it is a voluntary choice? Because they have decided to put their lives in danger to shock the people and draw the attention on their struggle. The body thus cutts all the supply routes in order to starve the body. The desire to discover the mysterious mechanisms of the body has taught me rewarding things, while the desire to deprive myself from food would soon emaciate and weaken me. What I consciously or unconsciously imagine, is unconditionally executed by my body.

Why wouldn't it be possible to lose weight, just by imagining it, as we imagine us lifting the arm, knowing for sure that it will rise? "Because blahblah adipose tissue blahblah metabolism blahblah cholesterol blahblah...". Why wouldn't it be possible to discard the cold which stikes the people at the beginning of the fall? "Because blahblah temperature blahblah virus blahblah immune system blahblah..." Why wouldn't it be possible... I have often asked this kind of questions, I know the answers by heart: "Yes, but I have a real illness", "yes, but not everything comes from the unconscious", "yes, but I don't need this","yes, but I'm fine"...

As long as it remains theoretical, everyone is ready to accept that thoughts and emotions play a role in the management of the body. When it comes to the practical application of this principle to oneself, we deny everything and warmly take refuge under the wings of education, science and culture. It is normal. It is frightening to see that we are absolutely alone to understand, overcome and resolve internal, intimate, unknown pains. No one can suffer or heal for us. It is scary to manage what we know nothing about. We must take the risk blindly following intuitive decisions, which can be lifesaving or doom-laden. It is scary to face the unconscious, dark, infinitely moving, staggering. How to find an illusory needle in an abstract haystack?

Even if it's counterproductive, it is easier and more reassuring to let the body be defeated by the shocks and then to heal it, because in this case, the obstacle is tangible, there are ready-to-use solutions and the outside world can bring its comforting help. Loneliness, ignorance and immateriality are harrowing, especially when they hold our lives hostage.

I can't prove what I say but it screams everywhere inside of me, it should not be as it currently does. I am sure with an opened, free flowing and availability attitude, with a good knowledge of the natural laws, with a physical, mental and emotional purity and with a great desire to change, it is possible to use the body in ways which may seem miraculous to us.

The current length of our lives is ridiculous. We're broken by absurd ailments, including organic self-destruction. Our faculties of regeneration are incredibly limited. How do we use our bodies? Mechanically through muscle movement and nervous stimulation, we impotently undergo our hormonal activity. That's it? No. When it's hard for us to do something, we build machines to compensate us. This is crazy. This is absurd. This is numbing.

The industry driven deficiencies and pollutions weaken our bodies, but more seriously our imagination is enslaved because of the pollutions and deficiencies in our knowledge. We underestimate what it means to be human.

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