The encounter with the emptiness in which consciousness expands through the information that is packaged in the psychic energy we refer to as sudden insight, and as something that originates outside of consciousness, in the emptiness, there is also something conditioned and ingrained deep down in the core of our being in the feeling of, who will help me? Who supports and contributes with the guidance I need here? Who looks after, and confirms the states that arise from the sources that are fundamental to the experiences of what I go through and absorb independently of others. Where were those people when I needed them. For a long time this feeling of abandonment lay hidden in me, dormant, almost imperceptibly linked to the emptiness. When I was young and encountered it the first times, it was the ultimate hopelessness, a total meaninglessness and an inner source of intense psychological suffering I found relief for in nature, and in a speaking relation to a greater wholeness I related to in it. That meant that I learned early on to listen to those who helped me from there. The inner figures we use as references to thoughts and emotional states that we unconsciously transfer to our outer social and cultural environment. But before we meet them as figures in and of themselves, we see them in girlfriends, boyfriends, husbands and wives, grandmothers and grandfathers, great-grandmother and great-grandfathers. In short, as external representatives of our inner family. Our Sáivu family. But together with others, that space of the mind was not a peaceful fundamental state of meditative psychic reflection, but was instead associated with the feeling of abandonment. Since I was safe in my solitude and in nature, I then came to equate the emptiness that provides consciousness with content, with abandonment when I was with others, and later when I understood better, the freedom it also meant, with betrayal. Of being exploited in my relationship with them and deceived by their pretense towards nature and the unreservedness it means to have it. This is so deep within us that most people don’t even realize where their frustration and resentment comes from. We just are what that is. There is no inner fundamental stillness and peace of mind. Just an uncomfortable sense of abandonment that has to be taken care of all the time since it interfers with our relationship to the world around us. Then we also reluctantly discover that the rejection we perceive is not only in ourselves, as we have previously seen it through others, but our own rejection of our experience of the peaceful emptiness, but also the transformation of its content that occurs outside the ego in our consciousness, and in the same way also in others, independent of their egos. But it is our ego that conveys its content to us. For it is not the ego that is the original source of the preconscious content beyond it and which, when it encounters events in our life, transforms it into experiential insights to our consciousness. There is an active space with its own characteristics beyond the ego that does that for us.