For a long time I already tried to write different articles. It was like a little training, a rehearsal or something. On the website of psychologists B17 and on my website there are traces of the past. Much that was in my head at that time resulted in the text. But these were mainly different logical constructions, diagrams, analyzes, conclusions. Now I understand that I wrote mainly for myself... It’s time to get out of the “warm shelter”)) Then a long stagnation, when I could not bring myself to squeeze out not a line. I just wrote down constantly emerging thoughts in the form of headings, what I would like to talk about. I’ll leave the reasons for this for now for “future debriefing,” perhaps even in the form of my own articles. And at the end of 2020, which changed incredibly much in the world, I had a breakthrough. Some kind of energy transformation has occurred. The fear of losing the stability and certainty of the past life also played a role. Perhaps it was also influenced by the fact that I again restored my many years of daily energy practice from the past “Eye of Revival”. It really powerfully helps to maintain this new level of energy of perception and action. I began to feel and experience life in all its diversity on a completely different level. Although, perhaps, this is just some small step on my path of development of perception and sensitivity. My body clearly responds not just to incoming information in the form of vision, hearing, internal sensations, a stream of words, but specifically to the vitality of some of these manifestations .And it’s always a different energy inside, some currents either rush through me or slowly flow through my whole body. It’s as if it is responding and saying: “here is life now, real, here and now, perceive, remember, reproduce.” Texts, conversations, people’s behavior, a series of events, and even just being in nature - many ordinary things touch me already at some point. then another vitally important level for me. I want to stop at this, linger, breathe in, enjoy, immerse myself in new experiences. Without fuss, without the looming thoughts “there are other things I need to do.” These clear energetic sensations of life in all the little things are now like a swarm of possibilities for me, through which I “live.” Not only by my attention to them, but also by my attempts to use these “gifts of life visiting me.” And this was very rare before, but it happened, but I did not attach much importance to such energy surges. Well, it manifested itself and manifested itself. I lived on as usual, logically, stably, wisely, almost immediately forgetting about this reaction of the body. But now I have the feeling that I am catching some glimpses of authenticity, humanity or something in the bustle of endless affairs. I use my body as an indicator, as an instrument that has received or developed new capabilities. And it is precisely this state, this skill, such opportunities in my life and the life of every person that I want to share, write about, discuss, try to use in everyday affairs. I I suspect that it is the oblivion of the body, getting used to it and inattention as the most valuable tool in life that little by little “kills” the motivation to live. And then the “vector of life” of joyful existence and gratitude for all the splendor of this world turns towards unconscious aging, dying. I I remember when in my youth, while still a student, I was sick a lot, and already at that time the thoughts came to me: “will this be the case for the rest of my life?” This plunged me into some kind of hopelessness and immediately loss of energy. A person often does not know and does not know how and what he can do with himself, with his body. But he does not want to live in a growing tangle of problems, illnesses and ever-increasing restrictions of age, and at the same time he cannot cope with this. And then the person surrenders to death. Unconsciously. In the depths of his soul, realizing that he allows himself such a turn in life, but without admitting it to himself in his consciousness. This is human freedom of choice. What will you choose? Or have you already chosen, but haven’t admitted it to yourself yet? That’s about it,).