Humanity Versus Technology. Where is Our Technology Leading Us?

Is this where we would rather live?

Where do we end and tech begins

Born on the tail end of the 1960s, I realize I stand right between two major eras.  I’ve gotten to watch the end of the industrial age and see the revolution of the technological age.  In the 1980s, when music began to change from real musical instruments to synthesizers doing most of the work with artists like jazz extraordinaire, Herbie Hancock, I didn’t realize how much of an impact technology would have on every aspect of humankind.  In my lifetime I’ve watched the birth of social media, smartphones, and the decline of the human experience.

Growing up in the ’70s and ’80s, I remember being taught manners by my parents, grandparents, and teachers.  School even taught us something called Social Etiquette.  In the early stages, learning to say please when asking for something, and thank you when receiving something were commonplace.   Later we learned what is polite to do and what is impolite to do in certain settings like, table manners, and phone etiquette.  We were taught things like don’t call a person before 8 a.m. because you don’t want to assume people rise too early don’t call after 8p.m. because people may be sitting down with their families for dinner.   If a boy or man wanted to get to know a girl or woman, he had to work up the nerve to “ask for those digits” (phone number) and they still had to find the courage to call her.  They had to have an actual conversation once this courage was found.  If the relationship didn’t work out, they had to have a break-up conversation.  There wasn’t the convenience of ghosting someone via text at that time. I never thought in my lifetime that something as simple as actually talking to people would become a lost art. It is painful to watch.

I realize that many young people aren’t being taught manners at all anymore, and the tech age moved so fast, no one even developed manners for handling tech. I was prompted to write this because of being ghosted via text.  People I know, love, and care about, who would never hear me say something in person without acknowledging that I have spoken can now do that via text. I got zero response to a legitimate question because it was sent through a text message. When did we get here, and why haven’t we developed the same level of etiquette with our technology that we have with our manners before this tech age?  Why are we allowing an entire generation of young people to go around being rude simply because they are doing it on a smartphone or computer screen?  If that behavior wouldn’t be accepted in person, then why are we allowing it via smartphone?

Technology has moved extremely fast over the past few decades and social etiquette and manners for tech haven’t caught up with it yet.  I remember the year that the iPhone came out.  I will never forget the moment I lost human connection because of it.  I was part of an organization that would periodically send us on business trips.  Meeting at the airport early to have lunch with some of the cohorts I trained with was an opportunity for us to catch up about our lives, ministries, and just shoot the breeze.   I thoroughly enjoyed our conversations and connection as we chatted away while we waited for our flights. On one of those trips one day, my coworker pulled out his new phone to show us while we had lunch at the airport.  He was so proud of his shiny new gadget.  Then they all pulled out their new phones to brag about their new piece of technology.  They were all so excited about what this phone could do.  That was 2007, the year that the iPhone came out.

iPhone changed the Social Media Game

I sat back and watched as they were all engrossed with their new phones and slowly watched each person slide deeper into their own little world.  At that time, I had to reluctantly upgrade to a blackberry due to work sending group texts that my little flip phone couldn’t keep up with, so I didn’t have an iPhone like the rest of them. I realized at that table that the conversations that used to bring me so much joy were gone. I had lost my friends to their technology.  The conversations as I once knew them stopped, never to return.  I lost the human connection that I once cherished so much.

Can we have connections without phones?

That same year I realized that person-to-person connection was lost through email as well.  One of my spiritual mentors at that organization had been hospitalized and died. Normally in a sensitive situation like that, especially when you are close to that person, someone would pick up the phone and call you and let you know that the person had died and try to find a way to comfort you.  But this is the timeframe that everything was being moved online, including sensitive communication like the death of a person, so they sent out an email to us instead of making a phone call.  Because I didn’t check email every day back then like we do now, I missed the correspondence and had to haphazardly find out during a conversation where the people thought I knew.  It was very painful.  The world was changing rapidly right before my eyes, and it wasn’t for good.  Human decency, kindness, consideration, care, and communication were slipping away faster than I could have ever imagined.

Are we losing manners due to social media?

Over the years I realized that people don’t even know how to simply sit with a group of people and have a meal and conversation without a phone being present on the table now.  Just like that new Taco Bell commercial where people stop in their tracks as soon as they hear “The Bell” ring to go in a different direction, so does it happen with the chime of a message or alert on a phone.  We are the most accessible disconnected beings on the planet.  People are rude, disrespectful, dismissive, bullies now that they can hide behind a screen to do their dirty work.  It has been sad to watch this decline of humanity.  Granted technology has its place if used properly, but to lose humanity, kindness, care, and concern for others as a result of it may be a price too high to pay for the benefits in my opinion.  The irony is I am using technology as I put this article out in the ether, and technology has allowed me to do some of my best work of helping to heal others. But if I had to choose between the total loss of humanity as I have known it due to this technology, and having humanity, I would happily choose the latter.

Breaking News!!!

Since I started typing this article the first sexual assault and gang rape has occurred in the Metaverse! This excerpt was taken from USA Today:

“A woman in the U.K. wrote in a blog post on Medium that she experienced a real horror play out in the virtual game Horizon Worlds developed by Meta, formerly known as Facebook.

“Within 60 seconds of joining,” she wrote in the post from December, “I was verbally and sexually harassed – 3-4 male avatars, with male voices, essentially, but virtually gang-raped my avatar.’”

She details watching her avatar get  sexually assaulted by a handful of male avatars, who took photos and sent her comments like “don’t pretend you didn’t love it.”

The woman is vice president of Metaverse Research for Kabuni Ventures, an immersive technology company. Meta released Horizon Worlds to everyone 18 years and older in the United States and Canada on Dec. 9 after an invite-only beta test a year ago.”

The responses from this article in a YouTube video range from shock and disbelief that this “horrific act happened to her,” to “this didn’t happen in real life so why is she so traumatized.”

We have literally gone from using technology to not knowing what is real and what is tech. Our lives are so merged with machines people can no longer differentiate what is humanity anymore.

Where do we go from here? Is this something we can course, correct? Are we slowly losing our humanity to technology? Are we okay with this? Is this truly the world we want to live in? When is enough, enough, and do we even care?  Do we choose Humanity or Cyborg?  I would love to hear your perspectives in the comment section.

Nicola Hurst is Founder and CEO of Life Alchemy Life Coaching

To book a private coaching session with Nicola go to: https://www.nhalchemy.com

To get a copy of her book Recovering from 2020 on Amazon https://amzn.to/3qU5i0P​ For the paperback

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Humanity Versus Technology. Where is Our Technology Leading Us?

Is this where we would rather live?

Where do we end and tech begins

Born on the tail end of the 1960s, I realize I stand right between two major eras.  I’ve gotten to watch the end of the industrial age and see the revolution of the technological age.  In the 1980s, when music began to change from real musical instruments to synthesizers doing most of the work with artists like jazz extraordinaire, Herbie Hancock, I didn’t realize how much of an impact technology would have on every aspect of humankind.  In my lifetime I’ve watched the birth of social media, smartphones, and the decline of the human experience.

Growing up in the ’70s and ’80s, I remember being taught manners by my parents, grandparents, and teachers.  School even taught us something called Social Etiquette.  In the early stages, learning to say please when asking for something, and thank you when receiving something were commonplace.   Later we learned what is polite to do and what is impolite to do in certain settings like, table manners, and phone etiquette.  We were taught things like don’t call a person before 8 a.m. because you don’t want to assume people rise too early don’t call after 8p.m. because people may be sitting down with their families for dinner.   If a boy or man wanted to get to know a girl or woman, he had to work up the nerve to “ask for those digits” (phone number) and they still had to find the courage to call her.  They had to have an actual conversation once this courage was found.  If the relationship didn’t work out, they had to have a break-up conversation.  There wasn’t the convenience of ghosting someone via text at that time. I never thought in my lifetime that something as simple as actually talking to people would become a lost art. It is painful to watch.

I realize that many young people aren’t being taught manners at all anymore, and the tech age moved so fast, no one even developed manners for handling tech. I was prompted to write this because of being ghosted via text.  People I know, love, and care about, who would never hear me say something in person without acknowledging that I have spoken can now do that via text. I got zero response to a legitimate question because it was sent through a text message. When did we get here, and why haven’t we developed the same level of etiquette with our technology that we have with our manners before this tech age?  Why are we allowing an entire generation of young people to go around being rude simply because they are doing it on a smartphone or computer screen?  If that behavior wouldn’t be accepted in person, then why are we allowing it via smartphone?

Technology has moved extremely fast over the past few decades and social etiquette and manners for tech haven’t caught up with it yet.  I remember the year that the iPhone came out.  I will never forget the moment I lost human connection because of it.  I was part of an organization that would periodically send us on business trips.  Meeting at the airport early to have lunch with some of the cohorts I trained with was an opportunity for us to catch up about our lives, ministries, and just shoot the breeze.   I thoroughly enjoyed our conversations and connection as we chatted away while we waited for our flights. On one of those trips one day, my coworker pulled out his new phone to show us while at lunch at the airport.  He was so proud of his shiny new gadget.  Then they all pulled out their new phones to brag about their new piece of technology.  They were all so excited about what this phone could do.  That was 2007, the year that the iPhone came out.

iPhone changed the Social Media Game

I sat back and watched as they were all engrossed with their new phones and slowly watched each person slide deeper into their own little world.  At that time, I had to reluctantly upgrade to a blackberry due to work sending group texts that my little flip phone couldn’t keep up with, so I didn’t have an iPhone like the rest of them. I realized at that table that the conversations that used to bring me so much joy were gone. I had lost my friends to their technology.  The conversations as I once knew them stopped, never to return.  I lost the human connection that I once cherished so much.

Can we have connections without phones?

That same year I realized that person-to-person connection was lost through email as well.  One of my spiritual mentors at that organization had been hospitalized and died. Normally in a sensitive situation like that, especially when you are close to that person, someone would pick up the phone and call you and let you know that the person had died and try to find a way to comfort you.  But this is the timeframe that everything was being moved online, including sensitive communication like the death of a person so they sent out an email to us instead of making a phone call.  Because I didn’t check email every day back then like we do now, I missed the correspondence and had to haphazardly find out during a conversation where the people thought I knew.  It was very painful.  The world was changing rapidly right before my eyes, and it wasn’t for good.  Human decency, kindness, consideration, care, and communication were slipping away faster than I could have ever imagined.

Are we losing manners due to social media?

Over the years I realized that people don’t even know how to simply sit with a group of people and have a meal and conversation without a phone being present on the table now.  Just like that new Taco Bell commercial where people stop in their tracks as soon as they hear “The Bell” ring to go in a different direction, so does it happen with the chime of a message or alert on a phone.  We are the most accessible disconnected beings on the planet.  People are rude, disrespectful, dismissive, bullies now that they can hide behind a screen to do their dirty work.  It has been sad to watch this decline of humanity.  Granted technology has its place if used properly, but to lose humanity, kindness, care, and concern for others as a result of it may be a price too high to pay for the benefits in my opinion.  The irony is I am using technology as I put this article out in the ether, and technology has allowed me to do some of my best work of helping to heal others. But if I had to choose between the total loss of humanity as I have known it due to this technology, and having humanity, I would happily choose the latter.

Breaking News!!!

Since I started typing this article the first sexual assault and gang rape has occurred in the Metaverse! This excerpt was taken from USA Today:

“A woman in the U.K. wrote in a blog post on Medium that she experienced a real horror play out in the virtual game Horizon Worlds developed by Meta, formerly known as Facebook.

“Within 60 seconds of joining,” she wrote in the post from December, “I was verbally and sexually harassed – 3-4 male avatars, with male voices, essentially, but virtually gang-raped my avatar.’”

She details watching her avatar get  sexually assaulted by a handful of male avatars, who took photos and sent her comments like “don’t pretend you didn’t love it.”

The woman is vice president of Metaverse Research for Kabuni Ventures, an immersive technology company. Meta released Horizon Worlds to everyone 18 years and older in the United States and Canada on Dec. 9 after an invite-only beta test a year ago.”

The responses from this article in a YouTube video range from shock and disbelief that this “horrific act happened to her,” to “this didn’t happen in real life so why is she so traumatized.”

We have literally gone from using technology to not knowing what is real and what is tech. Our lives are so merged with machines people can no longer differentiate what is humanity anymore.

Where do we go from here? Is this something we can course, correct? Are we slowly losing our humanity to technology? Are we okay with this? Is this truly the world we want to live in? When is enough, enough, and do we even care?  Do we choose Humanity or Cyborg?  I would love to hear your perspectives in the comment section.

Nicola Hurst is Founder and CEO of Life Alchemy Life Coaching

To book a private coaching session with Nicola go to: https://www.nhalchemy.com

To get a copy of her book Recovering from 2020 on Amazon https://amzn.to/3qU5i0P​ For the paperback

For an autographed copy click here bit.ly/3pqu9sL

To download a free video e-course on Pulling Your emotions Out of a Ditch: www.gumroad.com/nicolahurst

YouTube: Courage To Change

Gmail: vocalalchemyllc@gmail.com

Twitter: @NicolaHurst13

To read a work of Pre-Transformed Nicola: “Waiting On God For Your Divine Right Mate”: www.amzn.to/2ubBGkv

© 2022 Nicola Hurst ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Transmuting Pain Into Power

Transmuting Pain into Power

transmutation |ˌtransmyo͞oˈtāSHən, ˌtranz-|

noun

the action of changing or the state of being changed into another form.

The Power and Beauty of Transmutation

I feel like over the past few weeks of my life I took a deep dive into the abyss of pain as I allowed every hurt, trauma, soul rupture and childhood scar to rise to the surface of my life for evaluation. Usually, I could run from it, numb it or hide it in some way but the universe wouldn’t allow that to happen this time. I had to see it, face off with it and feel the weight of all of it.

I felt like I wanted to die on many occasions during these past few weeks. I had triggers that came up through people in my life that I loved that caused soul ruptures so painful all I wanted to do was sink into the abyss. Each fracture took me deeper into a childhood core belief system that was set up to protect me in a dysfunctional home. Every trigger was designed by the universe to make me face my false-self that I may re-write my subconscious thinking into my truest most authentic self.

I have to admit I didn’t know what was happening to me at the time. All I saw was darkness, and all I could feel was the pain. It seemed that everything around me continued to trigger my old abandonment, rejection, and loss themes of growing up in a dysfunctional home. Each person that came around me during this time of darkness was designed to push me deeper into the abyss of this theme until I could heal. I felt the core of my soul screaming out against the injustice of all the weight of this pain and fighting back deep within me. I could not describe to anyone what was happening to me. I couldn’t verbalize what was taking place deep within the core of my soul, but I did know that something deep within me was trying to heal and correct itself from the rut I had lived into all my life. These core belief systems needed to be challenged and this transmutation had to take place.

Face it Feel it

The first step of transmuting pain into power is to allow yourself to feel your emotions. I am a counselor, spiritual healer, and an empathic being. I don’t despise my childhood because it created me to do the work I am doing today. However, my childhood false-self needed to be challenged that I may grow into a better version of myself. I cannot walk others through the darkness of their pain until I can first walk through my own, and I cannot transmute the pain into power until I first see that there is value in the experience of it. And the first step of walking through it is to acknowledge what is there and feel it fully.

There is Power in Your Jewels

Pick up your jewels

The second step of transmuting the pain into power is recognizing that no experience should be left on the ground. There is a lesson in everything that ever hurt me. It may be my defiance, but I refuse to not get something out of whatever bothered me. I am looking to either gain some type of lesson from it or find strength and resilience from it. I refuse to leave the jewels of the experience on the ground and walk away empty. I honestly didn’t know how I was going to come out of the heartache of these past few weeks or so, but something broke last night and whatever I was going through released me. I prayed, fasted, meditated and continued to do my healing work but I could not get out of the pain until it had done its job in me. And this morning when I felt a release I decided I needed to write about it. This experience taught me something about erasing old childhood negative tapes. These are the tapes that play over and over again as we continue to invite the same type of experiences in our lives time and time again until we heal. These are the limiting beliefs that govern our lives that have a groove so deep in the hardware of our minds that something like this dark night of the soul I just experience has to shake us out of it literally. I wanted out of that limiting belief, but the way out of something that deep is to go through it until the pain and regular healing work brought me safely to the other side of it.

You Gain Power From Sharing

Don’t sit on it, share it.

The final step in transmuting pain into power in my humble opinion is to share the lesson of it. Each time I take a hit and come out of it, I try to find a way to give something away. Each time I give something away I rise a little higher in consciousness. I grow, I elevate when I share my experience strength and hope with someone else. In essence, once I have filled myself with the fullness of my experience, I share the overflow of that experience to others that I may be able to produce more. Hopefully a dark night of the soul as thick as the one I just came out of doesn’t have to repeat itself like that again, but there are enough jewels for a lifetime of lessons that can be shared once I survive something that deep and painful. Just sitting here and being able to create this blog after weeks of being in such pain that my creativity was stuck, is a gift to me. As I pour out these words to give to someone who may read this, my load gets lighter, and my soul flies a bit higher. I feel her emerge from the abyss into the sunshine again. Transmutation is a process of taking something raw and alchemizing it into an entirely new and beautiful thing. In this case, this intense pain becomes my power when I choose to face it feel it and heal from it. I find the lesson from it and then share it.

I hope my experience helps someone out there to know that there is hope on the other side of whatever you are going through. You are more than what you are going through, and the jewels you pull from the fire of your experience are the hope of someone else.

Peace, Love and High Vibrations Family.

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The Power of Gratitude

The Power of Gratitude

I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder.” — Gilbert K. Chesterton

One of the most powerful tools I have ever used in any level of emotional healing and recovery has been the amazing tools of Gratitude. There is no doubt that I am one of the most grateful people on the planet. I will find a moment of gratitude in some of the worst conditions of life.

There is power in finding something in the worst of conditions to say thank you for. I remember moments in my life when I was in financial struggles and found myself sitting in the dark with candles because I couldn’t afford to pay my light bill. I would say thank you God because at least I have a roof over my head right now and though I am in this situation I know things could be worse. I then found myself not having a roof over my head for a short moment and had to sleep in my car. I remember saying at that time; thank you God at least I have a car to sleep in. I don’t know how the power of this type of gratitude works but what I have found is that each time I found myself in a situation that most people would scoff of the idea of being grateful for, somehow things opened up for me in a much bigger and better way.

As a small child I would see my Great-grandmother rubbing her knees in pain but at the same time, she would say thank you, God, at least I can feel the pain. I never knew the power in that until much later on when my brother was shot and paralyzed and couldn’t feel his body. At least she could feel the pain. I remember moments in my life that I have said the same thing about the pain in my own body because I now understand that not only could things be worse, but the universe has a way of opening things up for me when I have gratitude for what is already in my midst.

Being grateful in times of struggle has been the first step out of some of my deepest struggles of life. It invokes a ray of light and hope in the darkest spaces of my existence and allows me to see that all is not lost. Gratitude has open doors of serendipitous moments in my life where the people around me who witness my conditions before are baffled at how I tend to come out. Gratitude is a powerful tool to climb out of the deepest pits of life. It is really easy to stop and be grateful when things are going well in your life and I find that it is important to do that. However, when life is overwhelming me, and I feel that I am being hit on every side, gratitude is sometimes one of the most powerful tools I use as a way out. I generally stop in the midst of the situation and assess what I have versus what I don’t have. If I can’t say anything more than Thank you, Creator, that I still have the breath of life inside of me that is gratitude. The universe can work with that to help pull me out.

Gratitude for me is a declaration that my Creator hasn’t abandoned me and whatever this condition is that is a hindrance for me is not going to stop my will to live, overcome and thrive. It has been the place from which much of my resilience has sprung forth within me. Finding the things around me to be grateful for opened doors for so many other things to come that I could be grateful for.

“When I started counting my blessings, my whole life turned around.” — Willie Nelson”

In addition to being grateful for what is in front of me at the moment, I have also learned to be grateful in advance for that which I want to see in my future. This form of gratitude sets up a mental space to call into existence what I want to see in my life. In essence, I use gratitude to speak into existence the things I want to see. When my mind is focused on the good things that still exist in the midst of the bad, and is focused on where I am planning to be after I come out of the unpleasant situation, it doesn’t have as much time to dwell on the negative issues around me. It is taking that energy and life force in me to feed the positive and starve the negative.

I walk in gratitude every single day whether I see it as a good day or not. It is a gift to live a life of gratitude and it has served me well in every aspect of my healing journey and throughout life. To choose gratitude is to choose life.

“On this day I am aware of the wonderful gifts that appear when I need them. I am grateful for the opportunities they present for personal growth.”
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The Dangerous and Silent Drug of Codependency

Codependency |ˌkōdəˈpendənsē|

noun

Excessive emotional or psychological reliance on a partner, typically a partner who requires support due to an illness or addiction.

Most people see the above definition to codependency and think that this reliance on another person is the totality of this word. It is NOT! The term has been used to describe a weak, clingy needy person who is relying on another person. That is the least of the meaning of this term. Most codependent people are very strong, resilient people. They are used to taking on everyone else’s problems, running from one crisis to the next putting out fires and being the “hero” in everyone else’s lives. Many of them give and give until they can’t give anymore. They completely deplete themselves for the sake of caring for others. Many of them go completely unappreciated for all they give and their services to others are normally deeply undervalued.

Ross Rosenberg, M.Ed., LCPC, coined the term, “Self Love Recovery” from his book: “ Self-Love Recovery, The Codependency Cure”, because at the baseline of this codependency trait is a lack of self-love. All the giving, doing and being is a feeble attempt to be or find love and validation from others because of the lack of love within self. This trait has been seen in the family members and loved ones of Alcoholics and is prevalent in Al Anon rooms but it can be seen far beyond the reaches of being affiliated with a person with an active alcohol or drug addiction in your life.

If you grew up in a home where love was a conditional thing and you felt you had to earn love and validation in your home, this can be the base of the codependency trait. If you felt like you had to be good enough to earn love, or you had to do enough you learned early that in order for you to be seen as valuable you had to perform. This then attracts people into your life that you feel you have to rescue, fix, change or help, keeping you in a toxic cycle of over giving and receiving little to nothing at all for all you give.

If you find that you have over extended yourself to the point of extreme exhaustion with no validation for your efforts you can become bitter, resentful, and angry. Many people stuff these emotions until that right moment then unleash them onto people who many times don’t even deserve the rage that they have received from the codependent. Most people don’t ever pay attention to the chemical reaction that goes on in the body of the codependent, like the high a person can get of adrenaline from rushing into a crisis. Because this chemical reaction is internal and the alcoholic’s or drug addict’s chemical is external, all the attention gets put on the person that seems to be the “problem person” in the mix while the codependent walks away looking like the hero. Truth is, the external addiction for the codependent is the person or people they rescue and the high is the chemical hit of adrenaline they get within.

Over time this chemical reaction and stress on the body can take a toll on a person. If the codependent never finds themselves hitting a bottom and doing some introspective work to pull out of this behavior, they can very well send themselves to an early grave even before the alcoholic.   However, the diagnoses for the codependent will never be called by its name. It will be called; heart attack, stroke, cancer, autoimmune disease and a plethora of other issues the body has taken on because of being over worked and stressed.

Codependents are the hardest people in the world to get through to because their deeds seem so noble. They see themselves, as the hero in their book. It is very seldom that they can truly be introspective enough to see that they are just as addicted as the person with an external chemical addiction. If you see yourself in this little blog, take a moment to do some introspection. Do you rush in to other people’s crisis on a regular basis to try to “help or fix” it? Do you get anxious or nervous when you are not in charge of fixing another person’s issues or problems? Do you give to others and get resentful when they do not acknowledge your sacrifice? Do you get a high when rushing into a crisis? Do you hold hostility because you have given so much of yourself with little return? If you can see yourself in any of these questions I invite you to please find an Al Anon group in your area and attend a meeting. You will find people just like you in the rooms and your healing and recovery can begin.

You are only as sick as your secrets so take the time to release them and get well emotionally. There is no shame in taking steps to your own recovery. It is in fact one of the most courageous things you can ever do for yourself. Until next blog,

Love, Peace and High Vibrations Family