A Short Course in Human Nature

In short we are like icebergs. It is an applicable and useful analogy for self understanding.

This analogy is brilliant. I first came across it at an in-service training by someone else where I worked in community mental health. I don’t remember who that was any more. I don’t know where the analogy came from, but I have elaborated on it over the years. I have overlayed it with other systems of thought I find useful for describing and understanding how you operate in the world.

I found pretty pictures of icebergs and used them as teaching tools. It is a short course but enough to be useful. With it, navigation and evolution of your personal growth, self understanding and wellbeing is possible.

Behavior

We begin above the waterline. What is behavior, really? It is what we can observe about our own actions and what we can see in others. Behavior is accessible to the senses. That is all that is above the waterline of our individual icebergs.

We can see gestures, posture, gait, hear vocabulary, voice tone, feel skin, hugs, stiffness, ease. Smell perfume, taste kisses. All of that is behavior. You can understand what you see and respond to it. What it means is up to interpretation. That comes from below the water line. There is so much more going on underneath.

Thoughts and Feelings

A little bit below the water line are thoughts and feelings. We can deduce these to a certain extent. We know our own. The meanings of facial expressions are global. While body language is also somewhat global, culture also plays a part.

People from out own culture are easy to read. People from different cultures can pose a challenge. But someone can speak a sentence and mean none of it. Someone can wear a mask and their emotions are inscrutable. Still, they are closer to the surface.

Attitudes Values and Beliefs

Next up and deeper into the iceberg are attitudes, values and beliefs.

Each of these three are less mutable within a person although they can be emphasized or muted or changed with effort. They are deeper in the iceberg, not easily unfrozen.

Attitudes.

People have a dominant attitude. Some are idealistic. This is a tough attitude to have in this world. To want the shining city of idealism would create and to have those ideals dashed is not my idea of fun.

To have a spiritualist attitude, to ever be considering what could be, is the way of the optimist. There are realists, who examine what is, stoics who seek to handle or endure what is, skeptics who investigate what is, cynics who challenge what is, suspecting fraud, and pragmatists such as myself who are about figuring out what works and going with that.

(This particular set of core attitudes comes from the Michael Teachings which a philosophic framework that describes human personality and evolution. I have been a not particularly serious student of this framework for many years but serious enough to integrate it into my own wok where it fits well)

Values

Values are those qualities we find intrinsically important to us. These are things like family, honesty, excitement, fun, financial success, loyalty, friends.

It is a great idea to look into lists of values and consider which are the most important for you and whether you are living in alignment with them. People can feel good about their lives even in the midst of great difficulty if they are living in alignment with their values.

Beliefs

The majority of our beliefs are not even truly our own but were given to us by parents teachers, neighbors, clergy, others who were an influence early in life. They became the framework for “the rules” of survival after leaving that blissful infant period where there was nothing we need do but exist to be worthy.

If you snooze, you lose. The early bird gets the worm. It is a sin to be angry. Loyalty above all. Santa’s elves are watching you. If it doesn’t apply, let it fly. Some, people outgrow. Others are ours for life. Some are useful. Some hold us back from our best life.

The Challenge of Change

As such they are entrenched. When we look to change thinking or beliefs, it works for a while until survival brain kicks in to stop us. “this is what got you here”. This is what kept you alive” it is dangerous to change this!

And so we go back to what our nervous system finds familiar and comfortable instead of the better future we really do want. We get up and eat that snack at midnight for emotional comfort , or doom-scroll to reinforce our belief that the world is going to hell and we are right or other behaviors that make us miserable but it feels safer somehow.

The Deepest Layer Hides the Answer

Ahh and then there is the deepest layer, The part of us that is consistent throughout our lives, changeless. It is always there, but so covered with the rest of it, it is not surprising to be out of touch with it except rarely.

It is what it feels like when you breathe in. Notice how this feels the same, that it has felt the same forever.

I thought, “I will feel different when I am sixteen”, or twenty-one or thirty. But I didn’t it was the same as the day before and the day before that. And it has remained the same the entirely of my life. Examine, is this is not also true for you when you choose to pay attention? This is the Observer. Consciousness. It is who you really are.

Consciousness

All the rest of the levels are overlay. Consciousness is calm. Even. Peaceful. And it is possible to access it through simply noticing your breath and only noticing your breath for a few minutes.

Another way is to notice only sound or to expand your vision as wide and high as it will go and let go of all the words. The rest of our being is mutable. From this deeper place, the power, not to change, but to become who you really are, exists.

Uplift: finding wisdom when you feel stuck

I felt blocked. I’ve been worried about household finances and what path to take forward. So, I meditated like I often do at such moments. What arrived was not reassurance, but a visitor and a teaching.

I closed my eyes. While I do not “hear voices”, I don’t know how else to express this than to say, this is what I heard…

(BEGIN) “Having been brought up with the concept of separation, you as human beings are very much focused on the less than 1% of creation that is matter rather than the energy of everything”.

I felt compelled to open my eyes. I saw a chameleon crawling along the wooden window ledge next to me. It was also now brown with very delicate patterns along its spine. It could see through the window but not get “out there”. It crawled back and forth along the window ledge restlessly, then up the side of a pair of binoculars hanging right there. All to no avail.

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Looking Out There When the Answer Is Inside

I opened the window then scooped him up to let him out. He struggled, fought capture and then was free. I closed my eyes and the message resumed. It is not a voice it is more like thoughts that rise from within me.

“You are like the lizard climbing up your binoculars. You see yourself as ‘separate from’ when you are ‘a part of’ what you notice, looking out there for answers.

You are no more separate from it than that lizard, who turns brown as he crawls across wood then green if among the leaves. He is cute, beautiful from a different perspective further along in the spiral of creation.

The lizard is lost, bumping against the glass he cannot get past although he sees beyond it. And your hand, which he fears, helps him to the other side although he struggles against you. You help him anyway and he is now free. Such hands are there for you as you bump against symbolic glass” ( END).

Perspective

To receive this message from my inner knowing did not “fix it”. What it did do, with this beautiful synchronicity of this little lizard bumping up against glass then crawling up binoculars of all things, gave me a sense of peace that I am not alone. And for now, this inner wisdom, it is enough. I can trust the way will open, if I’m paying attention.




This sort of thing is something that I do. I believe all people have access to this inner wisdom. It is something I encourage others to do if they are open to it at all. When you can see where you want to go but keep bumping against something you can’t quite name. If this resonates with you, please get in touch. It is within you.

Patterns Are Portals

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What That Sky and My Dog Had In Common

Chelsea was my master, teaching me honor beauty in difficulty like I could in a gorgeous sky reflected in water.

So many things pass through my mind as I gazed at those gorgeous clouds above the water that reflected them back to the sky. Present at that moment in Spanish Fork, Alabama, I recognized the beauty I wanted to honor by capturing it with my camera. It was beautiful like Chelsea, regardless of her difficulties.

Here we are, having a seafood lunch caught from the local waters here in near Mobile, Alabama. I am visiting this area where my sweetheart grew up, for the first time. I had no idea how magnificent the sky could be.

Life is good! There is so much beauty to honor in the world, I thought, until I remembered that I found out only yesterday that my precious Chelsea Belle had cancer. “She is twelve”, I thought to myself. That is a pretty great life span for a dog.

And it is. I gave her a good life. She’d been dropped off at the vet tech’s house. I heard about her close to immediately. I had only recently decided I was willing to get a dog again. My last dog was only four when he died, also from cancer. He was a rottweiler, and also a rescue.

I am ready for a dog, again, I explained to my vet. My kitty Otter, had lost weight and she wasn’t that heavy to begin with. The vet felt concerned for her health too. Testing showed nothing amiss, but I knew. She was suffering heartbreak from Leon’s death. She needed another dog to replace Leon in her life.

My son had called me about Leon the Rottweiler. I felt skeptical. ” But, Mom, you gotta see this dog!” he pleaded. So I drove to Jacksonville. And I fell in love with him when he licked my hand. When he died I felt bereft like we pet owners do. I didn’t want to replace him. He cannot be replaced. My cat was lonely too, though, as evidenced by the lost weight. “She needs a dog to keep her company while I work”, I reasoned.

So I made a bargain with God. This dog needs to weigh less, maybe fifty pounds. Leon had been a lot to handle at almost ninety. This next dog also needs to be less fearless, I calculated. Leon gleefully sought to round up Fed Ex trucks like they were cattle he was in charge of. Once he literally threw himself at a pick up truck while I sought fruitlessly to keep him in check. “I’m so sorry!” this hapless driver proclaimed. “No, I assured him, my dog ran into you”. He was not hurt. It was cancer that got him.

I got my wish this time. God listens. I got an exactly fifty pound dog. And, instead of overly fearless, Chelsea turned out to be an anxiety queen. She was not afraid of nature, but sliding glass doors? Basketball hoops? Garbage cans along the street? these were fearful objects.

Chelsea’s Soft Eyes

One morning in the predawn darkness a mylar balloon tied to a mailbox to announce a neighbor child’s birthday party startled her. She took off, ripping her leash from my hands! I couldn’t find her and I had to go to work.

She returned home by way of the wetlands behind our house about a half hour later. Dragging her leash behind her, covered in swamp mud, she spent the day in the garage until I could get home and clean her up. It took a lot of work to settle her down, to teach her the world was mostly safe.

And then there were the shoes. I lost 8 pairs of good shoes to her 8 month old teething. “This, I thought to myself, is why she lost her first home”. I eventually learned to put my shoes away and to make sure she had dog toys to chew. She wasn’t much on fetching balls, but she was fast! She even caught a squirrel one time.

And as expected she and my kitty Otter were best friends. It felt amazing. I still cherish and honor the beauty of witnessing their friendship. Their eventual deaths can never take it away.

While she improved, she had that streak of anxiety. Always. New manmade objects were a challenge. I saw my own mental state reflected back to me. We grew together. She traveled both the Southeast and West Coasts with me. When she survived a rattle snake bite, it was a lesson that taught me that we were both tougher than we thought. She always would rather go home than anywhere else but grew easier with the world and was now a friendly dog.

All these things pass through my mind as I gazed at the reflected glory between the water and the sky. I noted what this sky and my dog have in common. The reflections between the water and sky, my dog and my own being. The way you’ll notice life mirrors your thoughts back to you, the way it will honor your beauty and sometimes your flaws, over and over again if you contemplate such things at all.

Sometimes what the world reflects is the beauty we can find in difficult relationships, the ones that require us to grow. I see this picture and remember where I was. What was going on in my world at that moment comes back to me as something precious and beautiful despite the sorrow of impending loss.

Stop Optimizing. Start Being. Your patterns aren’t problems to fix.