Like zombies, we waited in our room until the bellman arrived to take our bags, and then we quietly shuffled back to that cursed lobby--where we discovered that the drama in that particular part of the hotel wasn't yet over. As we were getting set to climb into the van taking our small, nearly catatonic party to the airport, a large man, whose eyes were almost equally as expressionless as ours, demanded to see my transfer ticket. I wasn't even sure I understood what I was hearing, or what he was asking. One day his foot accidentally struck the catch that holds the easel shelf at the proper level, which caused the canvas to fall abruptly for a foot or two. Oh, excuse me! I laughed and observed that he'd excused himself as though he'd caused me to fall instead of the painting. That's exactly what I did feel, he answered. In Giacometti this anxiety was associated, as it was in his revered Cezanne, with a great deal of self-doubt. In order to go on, to hope, to believe that there is some chance of his actually creating what he ideally visualizes, he is obliged to feel that it is necessary to start his entire career over again every day, as it were, from scratch. Lord correctly assumes that the anxiety is related to the gap between the ideal vision that the artist is trying to paint and the objective results. Here he discusses the contradiction that every artist experiences: This fundamental contradiction, arising from the hopeless discrepancy between conception and realization, is at the root of all artistic creation, and it helps explain the anguish which seems to be an unavoidable component of that experience. Even as happy an artist as Renoir was not immune to it. In the case of type 1, it may interact with ECS receptors to help lower inflammation in the pancreas and effect insulin production. In type 2 diabetes, findings published in a 2012 American Journal of Pathology concluded that, rather than acting through receptors, essential oils's innate antioxidant, anti-inflammatory, and tissue-protecting properties may help maintain healthy cells and function of the pancreas, help fight chronic inflammation and cell damage related to insulin resistance, and work to alleviate diabetes complications. Research shows that essential oils can help mend injured heart tissue and may stimulate the retina to fight inflammation leading to blindness. It may also protect against obesity: a five-year study with more than 4,000 people showed that using essential oils's cousin natural pain relief is linked to lower levels of fasting insulin--indicating healthy insulin absorption--and to smaller waist circumference. If you're one of the more than 40 percent of Americans who suffer from heartburn, look at triggers. Heartburn is also known as gastroesophageal disease, or GERD. The sphincter, the muscle between the esophagus and stomach, becomes lax.

Instead of closing off food in the stomach where acid breaks it down, it allows a little food and acid to leak back upward into the esophagus in what's called acid reflux. To help, doctors may prescribe medications and recommend lifestyle changes: dropping spicy foods, alcohol, caffeine, chocolate, and citrus, and changing high-stress living. GERD is just one example of why it's important take care of your digestive tract, that 30-foot-long system from mouth to rectum, which includes the esophagus, stomach, and intestines and related digestive organs like the liver and pancreas. This tragic outcome is one we observe with many who are attracted to the narcissistically impaired. Such a person may deny personal needs for fear of getting hurt only to suffer because their needs were denied. The Voice, Appropriated A quality of Echo's that seems out of character is that she loves her voice. She enjoys the sound of it and talks whenever possible. But from the beginning, she embodies a paradox. She has a passion for self-expression, but she borrows her material. She gossips, spreading stories started by others. And her choice to be Zeus's accomplice further limits her vocal repertoire. When Hera learns of the cover-up, she restricts Echo's ability to speak. On the other hand, there is the opposing tendency of the brain to want to make connections between everything. This generally occurs among individuals who pursue knowledge far enough that these associations come to life. Although this tendency is easier to spot in Masters, we can see in history certain movements and philosophies in which this return to reality becomes widespread in a culture, part of the zeitgeist. For instance, in the ancient world there was Taoism in the East, and Stoicism in the West, both movements that endured for centuries. In Taoism, there is the concept of the Way, and in Stoicism, that of the Logos--the ordering principle of the universe that connects all living things. As Marcus Aurelius expresses it, Keep reminding yourself of the way things are connected, of their relatedness. All things are implicated in one another and in sympathy with each other.

This event is the consequence of some other one. Things push and pull on each other, and breathe together, and are one. Perhaps the greatest example of this was the Renaissance, a cultural movement for which the ideal was the Universal Man--a person who has managed to connect all branches of knowledge and approximate the intellectual reach of the Creator. I need to see your ticket. You cannot leave without it. I told him politely, and in as coherent a way as I could manage, that I didn't understand; He didn't seem to hear us, and he sternly demanded the tickets again. I decided to try to reason: I elaborated and told him that we had just learned of our daughter's death a few hours earlier, and we were leaving right away on an unscheduled flight home. He just kept looking through me, as if this were a dream, and said, I need to see your ticket. As I repeated that I didn't have one, and wasn't sure what he was talking about, he once again repeated his automaton-like demand. I couldn't quite believe what was happening. Why was he doing this to us? It was at this point that Jackie, from CHFI promotions--who, along with a travel agency representative, had come to see us off for our hastily arranged trip home--completely lost it on this man. What meant something, what alone existed with a life of its own was his [Giacometti's] indefatigable, interminable struggle via the act of painting to express in visual terms a perception of reality that had happened to coincide momentarily with my head [which Giacometti was then trying to paint]. To achieve this was of course impossible, because what is essentially abstract can never be made concrete without altering its essence. But he was committed, he was, in fact condemned to the attempt, which at times seemed rather like the task of Sisyphus. One day Lord happened to see Giacometti in a cafe. And, indeed, miserable was what he did seem to be. This, I thought, was the true Giacometti, sitting alone at the back of a cafe, oblivious to the admiration and recognition of the world, staring into a void from which no solace could come, tormented by the hopeless dichotomy of his ideal yet condemned by that helplessness to struggle as long as he lived to try to overcome it. What consolation was it that the newspapers of many countries spoke of him, that museums everywhere exhibited his works, that people he would never know knew and admired him.

None at all. When we see the intimate feelings and inner experiences of an eminent artist like Giacometti, we smile at the absurd talk in some psychotherapeutic circles of adjusting people, making people happy, or training out of them by simple behavior modification techniques all pain and grief and conflict and anxiety. How hard for humankind to absorb the deeper meaning of the myth of Sisyphus! Irritable bowel syndrome (IBS) is another. This glitch in the rhythmic muscular action of the intestines produces spasms, pain, discomfort, diarrhea, and constipation. Aggravations include spicy foods, milk, wheat products, and even stress. In a 2016 issue of coffee and Cannabinoid Research, neurologist Ethan Russo proposed that IBS may be the result of a deficient ECS. Any constipation-causing conditions may also produce hemorrhoids, swollen, painful veins in the anus. In the case of autoimmune inflammatory bowl diseases (IBD) like Crohn's and ulcerative colitis, the immune system mistakes food and helpful bacteria for toxins and sends white blood cells to destroy them. Abdominal pain, diarrhea, bowel obstruction, and open sores may result. In all cases, a doctor's guidance is vital--and essential oils help may be on the horizon. WHAT essential oils CAN DO: Because the GI tract is controlled by the nervous system, it is hugely affected by the endocannabinoid system and its receptors. Studies show that essential oils interacts with receptors to lower inflammation linked to gastrointestinal disorders ranging from colon cancer to GERD to IBD to hemorrhoids. Echo can no longer initiate speech, nor can she be silent after another has spoken. It is interesting to observe that those hooked by the needs of others often become extreme talkers. They talk about the narcissist, complain about the narcissist, strategize about how to deal with the narcissist. In a conversation with an Echo, we do not hear her or see her. We see the narcissist. And this is the dynamic many are living out as they respond to the provocations of President Trump. Their discussions, their voices, have been commandeered.

Looking at the proliferation of his statements on social media, Donald Trump's voice echoes over and over. As people repeat, react, and resist, they stop generating their own opinions. And they lose their own voices. Perhaps today we are witnessing the early signs of a return to reality, a Renaissance in modern form. In the sciences, the first seeds of this began with Faraday, Maxwell, and Einstein, who focused on the relationships between phenomena, fields of force instead of individual particles. In the larger sense, many scientists are now actively seeking to connect their various specializations to others--for instance, how neuroscience intersects so many other disciplines. We see signs of this also in the growing interest in theories of complexity applied to such disparate fields as economics, biology, and computers. We can see it in the broadening of our thinking to ecosystems, as a way to truly conceptualize the dynamic interactions in nature. can see it in health and medicine, in the sane approach many are taking to consider the body as a whole. This trend is the future, because the purpose of consciousness itself has always been to connect us to reality. As individuals, we can participate in this trend simply by pursuing mastery. In our apprenticeships, we naturally begin by learning the parts and making various distinctions--the right and wrong way to proceed, the individual skills to master and their particular techniques, the various rules and conventions that govern the group. In the Creative-Active we begin to melt these distinctions as we experiment with, shape, and alter these conventions to suit our purposes. Charged with helping to get thousands of winning listeners to and from resorts year after year, she had dealt with more red tape than most of us have to climb through in a lifetime. I have often reflected with genuine wonder and gratitude upon the way Jackie handled our tragedy that morning, as well as the demands put upon her in the week that followed. She stepped up in a way that no one ever should have to, and, to make matters even more precarious, we would later learn that she was in the very early weeks of her first pregnancy! How glad we are that the shock of what happened on that trip did not interfere with her own good health and safe delivery, some eight months later, of a beautiful son named Jackson. Throughout our decade of working together, I always felt something of a maternal closeness to Jackie (perhaps it was because she was not much older than my own daughter). And on that awful day, in the worst of circumstances, she was as compassionate, professional and, yes, belligerent as any child would be on behalf of a mother who had been left nearly witless with grief. I do not recall how the issue of our missing tickets was resolved--I was too mortified that it was even happening to pay attention after Jackie took control--but, finally, we did board that small van and headed off to the airport.