“Experience life in all possible ways --
good-bad, bitter-sweet, dark-light,
summer-winter. Experience all the dualities.
Don't be afraid of experience, because
the more experience you have, the more
mature you become.”
Again, we're apt to fall prey to someone else's message or our faux thoughts.
What is there when there is no thinking?
Don't tell me you've never inhabited that place.
Some call it flow. Others in the zone, but you know what it is not to take your thoughts for real — because there are none.
Sure, this is off the charts when it comes to our hard-headed, rationale selves but then again, we all feel that there's something else in play that would, if found or resolved, turn our lives around.
The person who lives deepest in your soul.
You know you're here; you know that there's something more expansive than your thoughts; the trouble is, you don't want to inhabit that surreal place.
What, the Now?
I'm a meditator. I don't say that to show off. I say it because sitting still, doing nothing and living in this moment reconnects me (not the ego) with something outside the ken of my lived experience. As best I can describe it, I'm one with everything.
But how's this supposed to help with life?
I want answers.
How to make yourself happy?
Good luck with that expedition.
Happiness — the apogee of our lives — is here, right now in this moment. Beyond that it's just wishful thinking.( Collapse )
I can't get this song out my head. It's the opening track to the amazing film, Brotherhood.
I hope you like it as much as me.
- Mon, 13:00: To contemplative life | MY SECOND ESSAY on @Patreon https://t.co/jTSO1TRVSn https://t.co/1G1FMqPWda
- Mon, 15:20: It's a great platform and a nice way to invite a small element of patronage. 🙏 https://t.co/2bygunqyFh
- Mon, 15:24: I'm just back from Dartington, near Totnes. Don't ask me why but it's the place where I feel most alive spiritually… https://t.co/hiXQL2sdaA
- Mon, 15:41: It's at this time of year that I remember my late mother-in-law, Aneta. She died nearly 20 years ago. She was the k… https://t.co/V2zI8mIjiG
- Mon, 15:51: Quite emotional sitting here typing a few lines for my next blog and listening to ELO. My late uncle, Adrian, intro… https://t.co/mj5q4jPNRV
- Mon, 15:56: Here's Adrian, my late uncle (you can see the resemblance, hopefully) and Sophie. xx https://t.co/0ezfrTmYeS
- Mon, 16:15: I'm offering coaching lite on @Patreon https://t.co/gSfAX0ivO7 for 2020. It feels right.
- Mon, 16:24: Brotherhood https://t.co/0hs9oLKzh0
- Mon, 17:26: 9 VEGAN Party Recipes! (Perfect for New Years Eve) 🎉 https://t.co/Mfesi1RgM3
- Mon, 18:09: I've simplified my @Patreon offering. Level #1 will enable you to receive patron-only essays and monologues; and le… https://t.co/XH5ebWbeTD
It was inevitable.
Both Mrs S and daughter #1 have been spreading (or is that spraying!) their germs about.
I did make it to the gym this morning — it was a long time ago I pushed weights — and now, well, I feel rubbish.
The nose is running; I'm full of 💨; and my chest is suddenly tight — never a good sign at my age (52).
I've had to cancel my attendance at my sister-in-law's for New Year's Eve; she says she's disappointed as she was relying on me to provide the entertainment. That's not a euphemism for me being pi**ed and acting up, but I'm normally the only one who doesn't talk about Rugby!
I'll keep writing, reading, drinking water (I'm doing dry January) and, hopefully, give it a day or so, I will feel better.
If I don't get a chance before the clock strikes 12, happy New Year to you all.
I've no idea what the next decade will bring but let's hope (more than anything else) we get a grip of the climate catastrophe that's writ large wherever you are in the world.