I love reading your perspective on life. Reading about how you think. This stuck out to me a lot, “It’s your ego running your mental show like some kind of wild-haired, frothing conductor forcing the orchestra to play the same song over and over even though thousands of achingly beautiful symphonies are out there for the listening.”
Your insight always lands me right when I need it. I’ve been struck down with an obsessional thought flare up about an incident that happened 13 flipping years ago and my thoughts hound me. Thoughts that will decay me well into another life if I don’t learn to banish them. It’s hard work but reading your words give me strength, we do hold the power. Thank you. The tip jar won’t accept my sign up because UK mobile. If there’s another way to tip that’d be great but I’ll try again on Vemo 👍
It almost feels like magic, doesn't it? If you stop thinking the thought it no longer exists. The past only exists in our minds. Also, if you deconstruct the 13-year-old incident it may not have even gone the way your brain remembers it. You were a different person then and perhaps each time you've thought about it over the years your mind may have inadvertently added something or redacted something. Either way, it's a mind projection on a blank wall, right? Be free! I'm dealing with so many things like this and it's so liberating to let go of the narrative. Also, it's funny you mention the tip jar. Even though I work hard at writing, something about a tip jar feels unseemly to me and I almost deleted it so you kind of validated its existence for me. Thanks so much for reading and commenting.
Thank you for sharing this outstanding piece of writing. There is so much vital information, and the photos are the ideal complement. It is really beautiful. I'm very happy for your experienced awakening. With tremendous respect and appreciation. Peace.
Thank you for taking us for a mindful walk through your Pennsylvania countryside… I had a meditation teacher who specialized in meditation for people with anxiety and/or depression. She used the phrases, “elevated mood state/ lowered mood state” to escape the baggage that immediately arrives when using or hearing those words (my mind-body immediately reacts when I simply hear the word: anxiety) Anyway, she was the most lovely person… we would sit in our meditation circle and many people would share their experience of not being able to quiet their mind. Her smile would go wide and she would remind us over and over again that it is The Mind’s •job• to think. If it were not thinking we would be dead. And then we would all be reminded that it is an endless practice to constantly bring our attention back to our breath as our minds keep chattering away.
Being able -to be- is a huge gift for a human-being.
Hi! I’m so happy to have found this! I missed reading your writing and just devoured everything here. I really miss getting music recommendations from your online presence. Will you talk about what you’ve been into listening to lately? And thank you for your voice.
What a beautiful post. And I especially love this line : "It’s a miracle any of this, any of us, exists at all."
Only when you can truly let go and experience right now with no intrusion from past or future, can you truly be free. <3
Hi Hanni! Thanks for your kind words and for reading. Hope you're well.
Bravo. I loved,
“All I can react and respond to is right now. The future will be now at some point and I can deal with it then.”
Yes. That.
Thanks so much, Bonnie. I’m glad you’re here.
I love reading your perspective on life. Reading about how you think. This stuck out to me a lot, “It’s your ego running your mental show like some kind of wild-haired, frothing conductor forcing the orchestra to play the same song over and over even though thousands of achingly beautiful symphonies are out there for the listening.”
Your insight always lands me right when I need it. I’ve been struck down with an obsessional thought flare up about an incident that happened 13 flipping years ago and my thoughts hound me. Thoughts that will decay me well into another life if I don’t learn to banish them. It’s hard work but reading your words give me strength, we do hold the power. Thank you. The tip jar won’t accept my sign up because UK mobile. If there’s another way to tip that’d be great but I’ll try again on Vemo 👍
It almost feels like magic, doesn't it? If you stop thinking the thought it no longer exists. The past only exists in our minds. Also, if you deconstruct the 13-year-old incident it may not have even gone the way your brain remembers it. You were a different person then and perhaps each time you've thought about it over the years your mind may have inadvertently added something or redacted something. Either way, it's a mind projection on a blank wall, right? Be free! I'm dealing with so many things like this and it's so liberating to let go of the narrative. Also, it's funny you mention the tip jar. Even though I work hard at writing, something about a tip jar feels unseemly to me and I almost deleted it so you kind of validated its existence for me. Thanks so much for reading and commenting.
Thank you for sharing this outstanding piece of writing. There is so much vital information, and the photos are the ideal complement. It is really beautiful. I'm very happy for your experienced awakening. With tremendous respect and appreciation. Peace.
Such a kind comment. Thank you for taking the time and so glad you're here.
Thank you for taking us for a mindful walk through your Pennsylvania countryside… I had a meditation teacher who specialized in meditation for people with anxiety and/or depression. She used the phrases, “elevated mood state/ lowered mood state” to escape the baggage that immediately arrives when using or hearing those words (my mind-body immediately reacts when I simply hear the word: anxiety) Anyway, she was the most lovely person… we would sit in our meditation circle and many people would share their experience of not being able to quiet their mind. Her smile would go wide and she would remind us over and over again that it is The Mind’s •job• to think. If it were not thinking we would be dead. And then we would all be reminded that it is an endless practice to constantly bring our attention back to our breath as our minds keep chattering away.
Being able -to be- is a huge gift for a human-being.
Hi! I’m so happy to have found this! I missed reading your writing and just devoured everything here. I really miss getting music recommendations from your online presence. Will you talk about what you’ve been into listening to lately? And thank you for your voice.