As things have progressed forward with my/our practice, I get taken back and aback by the old life story elements that reappear as having effected rewiring and other dimensions of the practice.
Here we begin at the beginning (from a post in a Community Poll):
I was a sickly child and a difficult birth, raised by my mother and nurses mostly for at least the first two years at times in quarantine. My father did not get to hold me until I was two or a little more. I was raised on doctor-prescribed phenobarbitol and atropine for my first six years and had abdominal surgery during that time. I suspect that those drugs over that time had probably pre-rewired me early in several ways!
I was very tall and thin for my age as I grew and was quite shy early, growing quite intellectually adventurous and outspoken in the later pre-puberty years. At one point I declared my interest in yoga and planned "to develop the skill of lowering my large bowel through my anus inside-out as the East Indians do to clean it". I was not strong and still ill on and off during those years and at school was bullied and taunted: "four-eyes!, girl!, fag! etc.", partly because my family were prominent businessmen and community leaders. This, even as I was dating a girl and partying with others before high school…