Rain, snow, wind and sun just staying in, a few chores, meals to make, simple and nutritious. No TV, no phone, no radio just the silence or the chatter of nature which doesn't seem intrusive.
Just listening to silence, it grabs the busy mind, and then the realization it's still doing, just letting go of the inner conversation and knowing then it is being.
Observing the mind whatever mind is, the mind without thought it is mind but of another ilk. Then it that inner absence of anything a smile and caress of a divine 'touch'.
Many minds fear being alone and loneliness sometimes leading to despair, boredom and depression yet dwell a while watching these dark dank thoughts, allowing them to be and be a diver and swim deep into them without attachment and they go as if the mist of uncertainty and hopelessness melts to the glory of the serene calm after the storm.
For it is staying in, that the relationship to oneself is the most important of them all. One has to live with oneself and a way that might be significant is to watch the mind at work and see the thoughts it conjures up and see if one can trace not their origin but that place in the mind where they arise.
The origin may be in an event of yore yet they seem to arise from somewhere and go to nowhere how can they be real? Like clouds in the sky going across the screen of mind, they'll go away if not held onto and deemed important.
SHACK
No comments:
Post a Comment