Enter the dragon 🐉

The following is my beginning effort to invite you into developing or growing an “Innerstanding” of Who, What, and Why I am the way I am.

For those of you that have had any kind of interactive, in person connection with me before, as you explore what I share on this site will open up dimensions of “Knowing” about what you picked up about me and for those that have not met me in person yet, depending on how deeply you have explored your own inner self, will determine how much of what I post makes any sense at all or becomes food or fuel to turn up your own curiosity about the nature of reality, why we are here, what we are capable of with the gifts, talents and experiences we’ve had.

My aim is feed you in such a way as to inspire your turning up your own inner light or “In-Lighten-ment” so that you may see with much greater luminosity what you may have had glimpse of or have not been conscious of within your own psyche that can propel you to a more empowering experience of life and all it can offer.

Here’s where The Story of Dragon 🐉 That Watched Over the Boy begins….

As a preschool aged child I used to see colorful dragons 🐉 flying through the trees in our front yard. It would be flying in

My little consciousness had none of what most thinkers called rational logic programming and so my creative spirit showed me lots of things I later realized that beliefs filter out of perception.

Once I started grade school I became conscious of how I didn’t have the same interest in what the teacher wanted everyone to focus upon as most of the other kids.

Instead I daydreamed and looked out the classroom window, and drew on the paper she gave us. I’d look into the eyes of others or even at the side or backs of their heads and would see and hear and feel things that seemed disjointed to my own life as I’d experienced it so far.

I seemed to always be in a whirl-wind of feelings, random thoughts, visions of things, people, places, sensations as if the environment around me was alive with broadcast and like a fish is to the water they’ve always lived in, I experienced it as just life… Overwhelming or not.

Moving along through the formal school years, I found that I definitely was not ready to become any kind of sponge for most of what the grades threw at me.

However when it came to Interpersonal Communication Skills, Creative Writing, Biology and tending to the high school green house - Agricultural Resources they called that class, I was gifted. I knew things beyond what the books contained and could not explain why or how. I literally inhaled the class books for each topic the first few weeks of each year and never needed to open them again. Yet when the teacher would throw out a question to the class I could throw up my hand and not only give the correct book answer but expand upon it at levels I couldn’t explain the sources for either yet the teachers eyes would light up as they had either learned some of what I shared in their own research or innately knew that what I unpacked was cutting edge new insights.

Several of my teachers started a protocol of before tossing out a question to the class, they’d say, “This question is for the general classroom. If you all can’t answer it, Erskien will tell us what it is!”

In classed I didn’t have a volition or attraction to… Every word the teacher spewed sounded like a foreign language to me. I couldn’t make sense of what was being preached and would most of the time put my head down and fall asleep or go deeply into daydreams of being out riding my bicycle across the country side - exploring and having adventures.

My report cards were always A’s and D-’s Every quarter the subjects that didn’t speak to me generated “take home letters” to my mom and usually a meeting with mom and the teacher with stern warnings that I could be held back a grade if I didn’t get my grade up in that subject.

I’d struggle like a car driving on flat tires and end up with D- to get the subject behind me only to find out the next school year they offered the same crap at an even harder level and the teachers talked even faster and got offended if I asked for tutoring after school.

Football, Baseball, Basketball were the sports I was expected to have an interest in by most everyone around me. I had zero interest.

Sports like cycling, running, speed skating, Aikido and gymnastics called me where ever they showed up in my life.

In middle America I was an Orange Cone to everyone who encountered me give or take a couple of girlfriends and a couple of guy friends that somewhat “Got Me”.

As a kid the thing that brought me the most peace was riding my bicycle..

So come rain, sleet, snow or hail or heat and humidity and clouds of mayflies to ride through, I rode.

I explored everywhere my legs could carry me. Which even from way before my preteens, on all steel, one speed banana seat bikes, I wandered from township to township up to about 25 mile radius until I got my first 10 speed, all steel drop handlebar bike.

From there, I expanded to up to a 100 mile radius of home.

From there I got into bicycle road racing and began to travel to races all over the nation.

Not wanting this first post to become an entire book I’m going to fast forward (for now) to this era of my life:

Having stumbled through the supposedly grown up season of manhood trying to figure out what kind of work was my calling, sort out all the nuances of romantic relationships, buying cars and houses, surviving Near Death Experiences - (Yes, more than one!) Bankruptcies, job changes, rebuilding many aspects of my life and shedding layer by layer of the effects of the past upon my attempts to do ever better in each season of life.

One day I stumbled upon something categorically called a Meyers - Briggs Type Indicator test based upon Carl Jung a very insightful psychologist I’d read some of his works in the past.

This MBTI test is constructed with sliding scale or spectrum like possible multiple choice like answers that are designed to help any one strip away all that has been overlayed over their natural - innate - indigenous - as in born with personality preferences that illustrates their innate strengths or “Super Powers” and also the aspects of their personality they can be pretty good at if they can find motivation to focus upon but will usually leave them feeling drained and in need of serious escapism to allow the psychic drain to replenish their spirits.

Upon taking the 10 minute assessment, the result produced a spectrum focus called an INFP-A

I’m inserting a clickable link to what this means right here: >>INFP-A Personality Type<<

Click the link in the prior sentence and go as deeply into what you find as your curiosity leads you.

If you find that exploring that link makes you curious as to what your Innate - Indigenous Personality is, take a moment to create a User Name and Password on that site then take their free 10 minute assessment.

Feel free to go the “Contact Me” form via the links at the top of this page and tell me what your outcome is so I too can know the real you and honor who, what and the way you are without the superficial crap we all get piled on top of us while attempting to Do Life.

Once you know solidly who, what and the way you are, you will have now met your own personal Dragon 🐉.

Riding the Luminous Dragon 🐉🐲