Chaos, Jáhbmeaimo, or psychic turmoil, comes with its own threshold and meaning. Although it is from where we originate in the first place, it is also something we constantly return to as our psychic consciousness grows. We are guided in it by the inner person that nature herself placed there to face the constant tasks we have to solve together with people who are close to us, our ancestors, people who came here before us, and with the influence of the presence of our transpersonal psychic companions. They interact with our experiences in our conversation with them, and we meet them there already as children. When we develop our psychic intellect. But our primordial state of it, and the wholeness that includes it, will only be experienced by us as a psychic mess if we are constantly drawn into the unresolved inner relationship that others have in their encounter with it. This can early on deprive us of the space and inner balance we need to experience as it is a natural part of us when we get to learn to move back and forth between them, to the whole as a sense of a psychic circumference that exists both within us and in others as a surrounding subsistence, and as the nature that is all around us too. Otherwise we only learn to disregard our personal psychic relations in order to constantly dwell on, attend to, and satisfy the immeasurable need of others to suppress and relieve the anxiety arising from their encounter with it. All of us gets deeply troubled by having and facing this attitude. By how our world is conveyed to us and constantly draws us into peoples compulsive need to put everything in order in a literal sense. To suppress it in others, and interfere with their need of having to wrestle with it on their own, with the personal experience they have of it. Despite the general attitude to what it is to us, if we don’t do that, we just imitate life, instead of interacting with what it is between us and ourselves we encounter in others there.