Every moment
with every breath,
My awareness is an attestation to my life.
When the awareness is no more,
Who will be no more?
Do i die,
in my body
Or in awareness ?
I seek no answer to these.
Questions, they are not,
They are simply a reminder...
A reminder to live,
each moment with awareness.
Cherish!
We know not when
whose awareness will be no more.
a place to park thoughts and ideas....... the people and places.......encountered in the journey of life.
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
When my life is a good story...
Of recent I hear myself saying "my life is a good story"...
A response to "how are you", or "how is life treating you"....
Then I began thinking of thought, how my thoughts talk me out of a situation, versus feelings which draw me in. Why we feel, has its own complex origin. The energy generated from the feelings is raw passion.
"Passion (from the Latin verb patī meaning to suffer) is a term applied to a very strong feeling about a person or thing. Passion is an intense emotion compelling feeling, enthusiasm, or desire for something." ~
A response to "how are you", or "how is life treating you"....
Then I began thinking of thought, how my thoughts talk me out of a situation, versus feelings which draw me in. Why we feel, has its own complex origin. The energy generated from the feelings is raw passion.
"Passion (from the Latin verb patī meaning to suffer) is a term applied to a very strong feeling about a person or thing. Passion is an intense emotion compelling feeling, enthusiasm, or desire for something." ~
George Bernard Shaw "insists that there are passions far more exciting than the physical ones...'intellectual passion, mathematical passion, passion for discovery and exploration: the mightiest of all passions'".[12] His contemporary, Sigmund Freud, argued for a continuity (not a contrast) between the two, physical and intellectual"...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Passion_(emotion)~
If we believe that the two ways of being in this life is either evaluating through 'Reason' or going with the "Feeling" then it is possible that the struggle between the two causes the most anguish.
Understanding the self and being aware when ones action is being triggered by either 'reasoning' or 'feeling'. It becomes the basis of relating with compassion. Without judgement of right and wrong we are able to determine each perspective, our own firstly and then that of another.
The energy generated and coming from 'passion' of intense feeling, becomes the source of creativity, living against all odds of reasoning, and finding a depth to life. It makes life more meaningful. Question I ponder, can one live a sustainable life through passion alone? What when the highs of passion throws you into the depth of despair?
That becomes a struggle. Struggle also arises when feelings and reason both come on strong. For me this is not the struggle rather it falls in the category of a challenge. Living is a challenge, from as simple as pausing long enough to allow a full breath to flow, or as complicated as dealing with hunger and pain - physical and emotional.
Reasoning comes to the rescue when emotions are reined in through thought. Living with reason alone is safe, empty and devoid of feelings; the mask of reason becomes a protective armor against vulnerability.
Which is a better way? Where is the blueprint? Religion, science, faith, culture, society?
Thinking without feeling, and feeling without thinking.
Each moment we decide or not decide to follow a certain way of being, we are living a story.
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Lost and Found
A boat passes by, the name on the side of the boat says: "Lost Together."
Are we not all? I wonder! Lost by ourself, and sometimes confused with 'what that self is", yet together, in our individual chaos and confusion.
Journeying through life we recognize that we are born to love. Love life and support our physical, emotional and mental bodies. The skills needed are what we learn from our families, schools, the culture which nurtures us and creates our societies.
The learning teaches what is needed in how to live, support ourselves and become responsible contributors to our environment.
We begin to live the story of "doing". The formal and informal education all underpinned by a "doing." We do and we do. We turn into doers.
We forget why we were born. We begin to search, read, travel, seeking, maybe looking for someone there who will remind us?
The love we feel for our family, friends, intimate partners all gets unbalanced by this "doing" which we say is needed to support that love. Or so we have told ourselves in our learning.
Lost in our doing the spirit cries out. Help! I don't enjoy this doing anymore. Where is the love and the spirit, the joy and the passion.
It drowned in the expectation of doing.
Water. I sit by the water as these words get reflected on my handheld device.
Reminded how the flow has been restricted by the structure, the wall I sit on.
The love and the spirit needs to be renewed. Finding time to be. Seeing with the heart to what the inner voice is saying. Doing less, being more present enriches what little we do.
Those few moments, become a lifetime. The cliche "I lived a lifetime in that moment", can be felt in more moments of the day.
Lie in bed
Go out for a walk
Watch a movie
Eat ice cream
Sit by the water and watch the boats go by
Play
Lie in the sun
Write, cry hear your own voice.
Anything that is spontaneous and not done to please any expectations. This is challenging. As sometimes we have trained to live with the mind, and forgotten how to be.
Laughing at ourself and at the seriousness of doing, might open that door through which spirit and joy enters back into life.
A balance between the doing and being makes me whole. Now when I do, its from the one space, called the heart.
I find myself, I find you, and maybe we have a few moments of being "Found Together".
Are we not all? I wonder! Lost by ourself, and sometimes confused with 'what that self is", yet together, in our individual chaos and confusion.
Journeying through life we recognize that we are born to love. Love life and support our physical, emotional and mental bodies. The skills needed are what we learn from our families, schools, the culture which nurtures us and creates our societies.
The learning teaches what is needed in how to live, support ourselves and become responsible contributors to our environment.
We begin to live the story of "doing". The formal and informal education all underpinned by a "doing." We do and we do. We turn into doers.
We forget why we were born. We begin to search, read, travel, seeking, maybe looking for someone there who will remind us?
The love we feel for our family, friends, intimate partners all gets unbalanced by this "doing" which we say is needed to support that love. Or so we have told ourselves in our learning.
Lost in our doing the spirit cries out. Help! I don't enjoy this doing anymore. Where is the love and the spirit, the joy and the passion.
It drowned in the expectation of doing.
Water. I sit by the water as these words get reflected on my handheld device.
Reminded how the flow has been restricted by the structure, the wall I sit on.
The love and the spirit needs to be renewed. Finding time to be. Seeing with the heart to what the inner voice is saying. Doing less, being more present enriches what little we do.
Those few moments, become a lifetime. The cliche "I lived a lifetime in that moment", can be felt in more moments of the day.
Lie in bed
Go out for a walk
Watch a movie
Eat ice cream
Sit by the water and watch the boats go by
Play
Lie in the sun
Write, cry hear your own voice.
Anything that is spontaneous and not done to please any expectations. This is challenging. As sometimes we have trained to live with the mind, and forgotten how to be.
Laughing at ourself and at the seriousness of doing, might open that door through which spirit and joy enters back into life.
A balance between the doing and being makes me whole. Now when I do, its from the one space, called the heart.
I find myself, I find you, and maybe we have a few moments of being "Found Together".
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
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