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Joey’s Theory: The Law of Behaviour
Chapter 1
The Ladder of Insecurity
There’s a moment I want you to think about.
Not a dramatic one. Not a crisis. Just an ordinary moment — maybe this morning, maybe last week — where someone said something, or did something, and you felt it land somewhere deep in your chest. A tightening. A flinch. A flash of heat.
Maybe you snapped. Maybe you went quiet. Maybe you smiled and said “I’m fine” while something inside you curled inward like a leaf in the cold.
You weren’t broken in that moment.
You were unsafe.
And everything that followed — every word, every silence, every reaction — was just your nervous system doing exactly what it was designed to do.
I know this because of a cockatoo.
Joey came into my life as a rescue. A sulphur-crested cockatoo with a history I couldn’t fully know, and a beak that could — and did — draw blood. Twenty-five times, to be exact. Twenty-five bites that most people would have taken as a sign: this bird is aggressive. This bird is dangerous. This bird is bad.
But I kept coming back to one question.
Why?
Not “why does he bite” in a behavioural training sense. Deeper than that. Why, underneath all of that — the screaming, the lunging, the destruction — why is he doing this?
And slowly, through patience and presence and a lot of long quiet hours, the answer revealed itself.
Joey wasn’t aggressive.
Joey was terrified.
Every bite was a plea. Every scream was a signal. Every act of destruction was a creature communicating the only way it knew how: I don’t feel safe. I don’t feel safe. I don’t feel safe.
And when the safety came — consistently, unconditionally, without punishment or withdrawal — Joey changed. Not because he was trained. Not because he was corrected. Because he finally believed, in his body and his bones, that he was not under threat.
That was the moment everything I thought I knew about behaviour collapsed — and rebuilt itself into something I couldn’t unsee.
All behaviour is a level of insecurity.
Every single one.
The rage. The people-pleasing. The arrogance. The withdrawal. The perfectionism. The self-destruction. The cruelty. The silence.
Not character flaws. Not personality types. Not moral failures.
Levels of insecurity — each one a nervous system responding to a perceived threat, doing its ancient, evolutionary best to keep a human being alive.
And at the other end of that spectrum — all the way down, where the noise finally quiets — is love.
Not love as a feeling. Not love as romance or warmth or affection, though it can be all of those things.
Love as a state.
Love as the complete absence of fear.
The Ladder
I want you to picture a ladder.
Not a short one. A long one. And every rung represents a level of perceived safety. Every rung is a different version of a human being, responding to the world from exactly where they’re standing.
At the top of the ladder, the rungs are loud and frantic. This is where survival lives. Where the nervous system is running so hot, so fast, that the only goal — the only goal — is to neutralise the threat. Behaviour at the top of the ladder looks like: explosive rage, complete shutdown, dissociation, violence, manipulation, collapse.
This is not evil. This is a human being who believes, in every cell of their body, that they are in danger.
As you move down the ladder, something begins to loosen. There’s a little more space. A little more breath. Behaviour here looks more functional — but the insecurity is still running the show. It’s just wearing better clothes. It looks like people-pleasing, overachieving, chronic anxiety, conflict avoidance, perfectionism. It looks like competence with an undercurrent of dread.
Still surviving. Just more quietly.
And then — lower still — something deeper shifts. Safety becomes less conditional. Less dependent on whether the world is behaving. The nervous system starts to trust. Behaviour here looks like steadiness. Curiosity. The ability to stay present in discomfort without being consumed by it. The ability to give without needing something back.
And at the very bottom of the ladder?
The ground.
Love.
No fear left to spike. No threat left to defend against.
Not passive — fierce. Not naive — clear.
The most powerful state available to a human being, because nothing can destabilise when there is no present fear.
This is what Joey was communicating.
Coming Down
Here’s what nobody tells you about growth.
It isn’t a climb.
It’s a descent.
Down through the noise. Down through the defence mechanisms and the survival strategies and the identities you built to stay safe when safety wasn’t guaranteed. Down through the rungs you’ve been gripping for years — white-knuckled, exhausted — not because you want to, but because letting go has always felt like falling.
It isn’t falling.
It’s landing.
And the first step toward that landing is simply this: knowing where you are.
Not where you wish you were. Not where you think you should be. Where you actually are — right now, today, in this season of your life — on the Ladder of Insecurity.
Because you can’t move toward love from a place you refuse to see.
And here’s what I most want you to hear before we go any further:
Wherever you are on this ladder — you are not bad. You are not broken. You are not beyond reach.
You are a human being, responding to the world from the level of safety available to you right now.
And that can change.
That is, in fact, the entire point of this book.
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In Chapter 2, we’ll introduce the Safety Geiger Counter — a tool for reading your own signals in real time, so you can start to locate yourself on the ladder with honesty and compassion.






