Hanging loose means to me
complete relaxation of mind and body. I found fatigue was not so much physical
but old redundant reoccurring thoughts and patterns of behaviour dictated by
those old stifled and stubborn ingrained habits of living which were coloured
by the old stained and tainted somewhere learned mind sets that served their
purpose long ago it seems.
Now is a new day and era
and new ways or beliefs can arrive when the mind and body feel empty,
naked and exposed and will eventually become redundant and so a brave new
stance is to explore that emptiness and gap, that hole left by the vacated old
ways. The ego mind will burp at the thought, banish that idea, living empty is
not on and not natural. However an experience of the absence of stimulating
emotions revving one up to a false ecstasy and high is a relief and almost
blissful, no mind no problem.
The mind is in peace and
the body just hangs as if suspended from a hook and it makes no attempt to
attain a correct anatomical posture.
A saying from the past’
Hang loose baby, it’s a gas, its cosmic, keep strumming’
SHACK
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| Hanging loose by Jonathan Truss |
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| Hang Loose Brown Gibbon Canvas Cross Body Bag |
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