And as I pondered my life, I found myself increasingly intrigued by the connection between the outer world, which I was taught is reality and governed by the rules of science, and my inner subjective experience, which included how my senses and brain interpreted that outer reality, and how, in turn, that affected my thoughts and my feelings. 

And initially, I thought that exploring that outer-world reality in depth would offer me the answers that I sought to stop my mind from asking these questions and to stop the anxiety that came up from not being able to understand it. 

However, the more I learned and the more I reflected on this, I’ve now come to the conclusion that the nature of reality is subjective, and reality can only be comprehended by the individual observer who is looking out at it. 

And this meant I had to change my conditioned thinking to acknowledge that reality was not out there. Reality was my inner reality. 

Reality was my inner experience, and that was my reality.

And even if it didn’t align with the objective happenings outside of me, that was okay.

Let me try and give you an example: like a mother loving a child, but that child thinking it wasn’t loved. It is the child’s reality that he feels like he isn’t loved, no matter what the mother does, and especially if that child had, over time, internalised that story into a belief system of being unlovable, and then that would extend to unconsciously clouding all his thoughts as an adult.

So I had to learn that it was entirely possible for those around me to be having different perceptions and different experiences of the same outer world we were all experiencing, and that I should try to become more open to understanding and respecting those differences, yet still working on making my inner reality as pleasant as I could make it!

Join my course, and I’ll teach you how to do this.