H Hardness: Angular script, sharpness. Heartiness: Fullness in the middle zone, pastiness, hesitancy, slow script. Hospitality: Right slant, margin missing, garlands, terminal strokes extended to the right. Humility: Small Script, simplification especially of capital I. Humor: Wavy Horizontal Strokes. Hypersensitivity: Wide Script, light pressure, irregular script with low pressure, left tendencies, low pressure in combination with an irregular script, large size in combination with an irregular script, predominance of the upper zone. I Imagination: High placed i dots and t-bars, emphasis on the upper zone. Impartiality: Small size in combination with an irregular script, vertical slant. Impatience: i dots and t-bars placed to the right, angles, right slant, wide script with low pressure, speed. Impressionability: Wide script with light pressure, irregular script with low pressure. Inactivity: Curves, Light pressure, slow. Independence: Large capitals, angles, first strokes of m and w are higher than remaining strokes. Individualism: Disconnected script, upright script, originality, naturalness, good spacing, speed. Informality: Narrow left margin, simplification. Initiative: Right slant, low pressure in combination with a regular script, speed, originality. Instability: Variable speed, i dots and t-bars placed in the form of dashes, high pressure in irregular script. Intuition: Disconnected script. Inventiveness: Disconnected script, simplification, originality, good distribution of spaces, naturalness. Irresolution: Variable pressure and slant, variable placing of i dots and t-bars, rather slow script. Irritability: Variable height of letters, angles, high placed i dots and t-bars. J Jest: Wavy horizontal strokes. Joy: Large script, rising lines, rather heavy pressure. Judiciousness: Upper zone extension with leanness, uprightness and angularity. K Keenness: Sharp script. Kindness: All four margins missing, garlands, right slant. L Leniency: Garlands, upright script, all four margins missing. Lethargy: Slow script. Loftiness: Extension and fullness in the upper zone, high placed i dots and t-bars, script above base line. Loquaciousness: Rising lines, a’s open at top. Lucidity: Good organization of spacing, simplification. M Mannerism: Ornamentation, flourishes, especially in signature, arcade script. Masculinity: Heavy pressure in combination with a regular script. Materialism: Predominance of the lower zone, especially with ink filled loops. Maturity: Simplification, originality, naturalness, good distribution of Spaces. Methodicalness: Horizontal straight lines, carefully placed t-bars and i dots, good distribution of spaces. Miserliness: No margins, terminal strokes short or hooked, narrow spacing between words and lines. Moderateness: Narrow script with pressure, undersized upper and lower zone but normal middle zone, regular script. Modesty: Small script, small capitals, naturalness, simplification. Moodiness: Irregular script, rising and falling lines with variable pressure, naturalness, pastiness, speed, garlands. About The Author: For more information, please visit careertest.ws .learngraphology.com

“Are you having trouble sleeping?” were her first words to me as she sat on my bed holding my hand as if she contrary to what had always been expected me to listen to her. “No, I am not having trouble sleeping, I could fall asleep but I prefer to just think about things for awhile” was my answer as I looked in to Maria’s eyes which I detected were looking at me differently then they ever had. “I also have to think a lot about what happened and maybe it is good to think about things so we can understand” Maria replied as she continued to hold my hand and look at my face and as our eyes looked at one anther’s and she smiled in a way that seemed unnatural. She was beautiful to gaze upon and particularly that night as she had something that made her attractive and more so to a boy my age given the changes my body was undergoing that gave me the taste for the opposite sex. “I came to talk because we have not had chance to since your father died, you know I am sad too, he was my husband and I did love him” Maria spoke out almost as if trying to justify her decision or perhaps convince me of what I already knew to be true with tears in her eyes as if she were really talking to my father, Walter. Maybe she was seeing him when she looked at me as I had been told that I resembled my father in so many ways. It was a weird sensation as Maria cried in front of me and had spoken to me in a way usually reserved for a more advance age then mine. I then while seeing Maria cry sensed for the first time what she must have been going through and in a way felt a certain proud feeling of adulthood knowing that she had come to share her feelings with me like I had done on so many occasions in the past with her. She even seemed warm in the weakness she portrayed that I could no longer lay back as I sat up and looked at her directly in the face as I took both of her hands in mine causing her to lean her head on my shoulder. We were now entering new ground in our relationship as the moment and her soft body next to mine propelled me to embrace her taking her seemingly by surprise as she did the same to me like we had done when we heard the news of my father’s demise. We held on to each other for a few seconds with me not knowing what to say or do as she hugged me in a way no one ever had. Her breast covered by her nightgown which were being pressed against my chest were making me feel different sensations which then given my lack of experience were new making me feel oddly like a child while at the same time like something unknown to me was going to happen. A kiss was the next thing I felt but it was not like the ones I had received till that moment as there was something different not that she planted it on my mouth but the manner which she did it that started to excite me in a way I had never known before. My actions at that time were limited as she in the emotions of all that engulfed us gave in to something that till this day I do not know and kissed me on the mouth in a way that scared me at first till it excited me. It was all new to me making me close my eyes as her soft lips touched mine. Our lips meeting softly till instinctively our tongues made their way to one another as they started to taste each other in an action that we performed with eyes that did not see, us being on the verge of going further though I did not know at the time how. At that point my male aggression started to take over however with more desire then wisdom of what it was that I should do. My hands taking to her body at first clumsily over her nightgown. Maria may not have been more experienced as she in a strange fluke had not actually consumed her marriage with my father who had planed to introduce her to the world of sexual intercourse during the honeymoon they had planned to take in Hawaii where she had agreed to meet him but she at least knew what needed to be taught. My root was hard as could be and my hands were busy as her hands did the same but was there an aim to all we did apart from caressing like we were already doing? Suddenly Maria stopped giving me the false impression that I had done something wrong which scared me as she might leave or worse tell my grandfather but it was not with such intensions. She laid down on my bed and in front of me removed her nightgown over her head leaving her body completely in the nude to my eyes that were receiving her sexuality which made me frightened as it made my pulse raise with anticipation of what might come. I really did not know what to do then as this was something I had never envisioned or planned yes I had thought of touching Maria’s legs but that was as far as my mind could take things. Maria realizing her pupil was untutored after having exposed herself fully, breast and lower part which I could see had a lump of hair that was as red as the one on her head and seeing my bewilderment said in tone of voice that showed the tension that must have been hers “touch my body, please”. It was not that I did not want to but the feeling of doing this which I never thought would be mine at that age scared me, making my body tremble as if with chills. As I slowly started to touch her body it felt like it was something I should not do but yet wanted to perhaps because I should not. Everything was making my instinct take over which touched her breast and instinctively put my lips and tongue on her breast. Naturally I was in complete ignorance to what Maria’s body was undergoing as I savored her with my hands which were being guided by her to the parts that needed to be taken care of. I kissed her in the mouth like I had done with eyes shut as she led my hands all over her body till I felt the hair between her legs which felt strange in its moisture as my finger to my shock entered. I felt surprise which made me stop what I was doing and open my eyes in alarm as my finger had gone in to the part of her anatomy that was as new to me as the male presence was new to it. There was something oily about its feel as I continued to touch now only conscience of this motion which I thought was even painful to her as she made sounds as if in discomfort. She must have noticed my apprehension as he told me to continue saying between breaths “please do it, more I like it”. At first the feeling had been strange but now it took on pleasure which I felt made her more and more animated as if growing in desperation perhaps for me to stop or go on. As for me I was now lost in that which I could not understand but knew it was what I wanted. Once again Maria did something, she stopped our actions and suddenly without saying a word and moving with a purpose she removed my clothes like she had done when she would give me bathes and laid me down on the bed. She was now in complete control and I minded not in the very least that my body was being used by her or perhaps it was the other way around as she after having removed every stitch of clothes from my body, sat on me putting one of her legs on each side. At first I did not know what were her intensions, her taking this position in which she took my root in her hand and placed it so that it might slide in to her womanly entrance. This exploit of her placing my root inside her and sitting down with all her weight created slight pain in me as I felt myself penetrate the same area of her body my finger had known only not with so much ease as I heard here also cry out in pain which I saw on her face as she descended toward me. I did not know what to do as I was confused should I stop but I felt a great sensation like non other I had experienced before that combined discomfort with sheer joy. Once she had made her way down I noticed she started to move up and down making the sensation spectacular particularly in the moments the edge of her red rose passed over the top of my root giving, something I had never had before not that I had not touched this part of my body but never like this. Fear suddenly replaced my ecstasy when I felt a wetness around where she was and as I looked I could see it was blood or so it appeared making me ask almost in the horror that was my guilt “are you bleeding? Am I hurting you?”. She then stopped moving up and down and bent her body toward me and said looking me directly in the eye in a voice that almost laughed “don’t worry you are not hurting me, it is not pain, it happens to all women who do what we are doing for first time I like it. Do you like it?” I felt slightly embarrassed as she leaned over me and nodded my head in the affirmative which made her kiss my forehead as she straightened up again and continued the motion on my root which was strangely telegraphing sensations all through out my body. “What are we doing?” suddenly I asked which made her reply “we are making love!” continuing only more intensely giving the sensation that slowly something was stirring in me that was going to make something come out. I even believed that I had to go to the bathroom. This new awareness which seemed to be creeping up on me was getting stronger as I was more and more convinced that I was going to urinate and should say something “I am sorry but I think I have to go to the toilet” I suddenly cried out. She again smiled at me as she continued not ceasing up and said “don’t worry it is not that, it something else”. Mine was not disbelief that lead me to question her but my own conviction of what I was feeling “are you sure it is not that?”. “Yes, I am sure please trust me” were here words as she continued with the pressure getting stronger in me for something to explode which it did even though I tried to prevent it. Wonder which I could not describe other then it was that it was! Once it came out in an action which seemed to last several minutes I was lost needing to know what it was that my body had unconstrained so I inquired with fear “what was it?”. Maria who seemed to have felt what I had done even more strongly then me said getting off me and putting on her clothes “it was beauty, tomorrow I tell you or maybe show you what it was but now I leave your room and go, good night and please say nothing to your grandfather about what we do” was her reply before leaving my room. Maria left in a hurry apparently needing to get something or perhaps running away from something but what? I for my part also needed to think about things as I was left there wondering if what we had done would have any implications apart from the action itself. I in Maria’s absence was left in a bed covered in blood which stained the white sheets and I sat with mixed emotions as I started examining myself to find out what fluid had been created from inside me that according to Maria was not urine. I also started wondering what I was going to do about my bed that had had its sheet bled on but then I just thought I did not have to sleep with a sheet and just as I was about to remove it, Maria came back to my bedroom carrying a clean white sheet which she changed for the one her blood had gotten on.

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This group of men had become my family, and leaving them was difficult. I went through the motions of following the schedule for the next few days, but halfheartedly, faced with the reality of striking out on my own again with Conqueror, my solitary companion, and once more following a restless heart down unfamiliar roads. The day before I left, however, I had another run in with the girl with the almond eyes, and she was troubled. We had gathered in the hall for the meal as usual, sitting along the walls facing inward toward the middle of the floor where a small crowd of villagers was waiting to hear the customary discourse. That day, a John gave a talk explaining why it is that we attempt to keep action going in our lives - why we try to keep our minds occupied and ahead of the emptiness that lurks just under the surface. “This constant distraction,” he began, “is more important than all the gold in the world, because it is not wealth we crave but the feeling that we are real, that we are accomplishing, and that there is an underlying reality behind all of our activities. We long for the power of achievement, the realizing of a goal: ‘I am.’ ‘I do.’ ‘I accomplish.’ These things reinforce the ‘I,’ which then must be protected and defended, instilling fear and destroying any possibility of love. “When the action stops, perhaps voluntarily by our inner work or perhaps involuntarily by natural causes, our past frenzied activity washes over us again and again until we finally become quiet, laid bare to the emptiness. We have hidden from it for a long time, this emptiness, and we have pushed it aside as well, but there will come a time when we will have no choice but to face it. “Now our worldly minds become frightened, faced with the fact that nothing lasts and everything changes. Unable to find security, this insubstantiality causes discontent, which is intensified when we discover that no fundamental reality can be found behind anything, including ourselves.” He was speaking seriously to the villagers about the three characteristics of material existence, which are impermanence, discontent, and so self, and why we cannot count on worldly things for our happiness. He explained that for one thing; worldly experiences are transient and will always change, and secondly; that at some point, they will always cause discontent when we are either separated from them or cannot get rid of them. Thirdly, there is no underlying reality in or behind any of them - everything is empty. These same characteristics were mentioned by the blacksmith those many years ago at my throne when I was so full of myself that I could not hear. When he finished speaking, the assembled villagers bowed and left the hall, except for one; it was the disturbed young girl. A John asked if I would remain with him, as it was one of our rules never to speak privately with a woman. The robed men had one priority; finding the key, and they wanted no misunderstandings with the villagers regarding conduct. When a John asked the girl if she wanted to speak with him, she replied, “I came to your talk to feel good and be uplifted, but instead I come away depressed and anxious. I wish I would have stayed home.” As a John studied the young woman, he could see in her a frightened, young rabbit that would run away if he were not careful. She was completely enmeshed within the illusions of her life, convinced she could keep her happiness in tact within the shifting sands of this world. In her present situation, she would resist understanding the truth of any situation, notwithstanding a skeleton lying outside on a table as testimony to a John’s talk of change and discontent. But the young woman refused to acknowledge this, and a John’s mentioning of it would have been fruitless. She was well aware of the story of the skeleton, and she chose to ignore it. A John smiled at her, and then spoke very softly, “The truth is not obvious to many people, and seeing things as they really are is not easy for us. We are frightened of emptiness, and therefore our reaction is usually one of anger when confronted by it. This is what is happening to you, and I am faced with the task of easing your fear without compromising the truth. Can you help me do that?” She remained obstinate, staring at the floor. “I am a key seeker and as such have no agenda,” a John quietly continued. There is no reason for me to say things that manipulate people in any way. I simply speak the truth, as I understand it, and suggest that people look at what I say, and over the period of a lifetime experiment with my teachings to prove everything either true of untrue for themselves. It is not my intention to bring you unhappiness, as I am merely a truthful messenger. If the villagers do not like my messages, they can stop feeding me and I will move on, but I would never compromise that which I have found to be true. Would you want me to do less than that?” Her head was still down but, close to tears, she shook her head indicating a “no.” A John carefully considered which words would be appropriate for this situation, taking into account the young woman’s state of mind. He began, “You see, sometimes we feel incomplete, we feel lonely, and we try to fill a bottomless hole inside of ourselves with the people and things we love. If the love we feel for them is merely one dimensional, however, meaning that we love this person but hate that one, then this love is not love at all, but merely an attachment providing only a surface happiness. This surface happiness is laden with underlying dread because surface happiness is always dependent upon other people and things, things beyond our ultimate control. And even though we might try to control them, we can’t. Control can never be love, since it is derived from fear. As a result, the people and things that we love sadly become soft, velvet ribbons that bind us like iron chains around our necks.” She remained respectfully silent. A John continued, “Disappointments grow from seeds of expectation, and our expectations will prove to be unrealistic if based on surface happiness, because surface happiness can only satisfy expectation momentarily, and tragically, this surface happiness is the only happiness that worldly existence offers. I am well aware of the fact that key seekers must endure their pain also, both physically and mentally, but it is an unusual kind of pain, a pain that is working toward eventually ending all pain forever, resulting not in a surface happiness but in the deepest, most permanent happiness imaginable. “This deep happiness,” a John continued, “is an eternal happiness and does not depend in any way on external situations for it consists of unconditional, undirected love. Unfortunately, we cannot have both types of happiness. We must make a choice. If we choose the shallow happiness, it will be easily attained, but easily lost. The deep happiness, if chosen however, is difficult to attain, but can never be lost. It is our minds that achieve the surface happiness which quickly disappears, but it is our intuitive heart that contains our permanent happiness. All we need to do is open our hearts for it to appear. This is the purpose of our inner work.” A John stopped for a moment to assess her reaction because a good teacher only instructs at the level of his student. She seemed to comprehend everything, however, although probably not agreeing with it, but the fact that she was still there, listening to him, indicated she was sincerely seeking answers deep in her heart. He knew that his words would bypass her mind for now, but also knew that they would lodge in her heart and someday take root when the soil and conditions were more favorable, and when the tricks of the world would weaken in their fascination, giving her heart a chance to escape their treachery. On this day, however, the young woman’s understanding stopped at her personal world, made up of the people and things surrounding her that were her security. These were her refuges, and she was not willing to gamble on something unfamiliar. The young girl wanted a surety, a long-term contract, and this simply is not offered in the spiritual world. ( To be continued) (hr) E. Raymond Rock of Fort Myers, Florida is cofounder and principal teacher at the Southwest Florida Insight Center, .SouthwestFloridaInsightCenter.com His twenty-nine years of meditation experience has taken him across four continents, including two stopovers in Thailand where he practiced in the remote northeast forests as an ordained Theravada Buddhist monk. His book, A Year to Enlightenment (Career Press/New Page Books) is now available at major bookstores and online retailers. Visit .AYearToEnlightenment.com

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