Stray, I'm sorry you're still having pain. Take care of yourself.
Can't add much to what was said yesterday. All of you were very eloquent and to the point. Thinking of those compassionate eyes and hands.
Sat yesterday, but again this morning didn't manage to get up in time. Last night I felt like there was something disturbing in the air coming in through the window, keeping me awake. I suppose this is literally true. Meditation does help.
Oh my. Alan Wallace and Google - not a combination that immediately springs to mind. Enough said. Thanks, Ruth. I'll certainly try and listen to this. Which reminds me, currently re-reading Destructive Emotions (book about meeting of Dalai Lama and Western academics, including AW) and, as I expected, getting more out of it the second time around having in the meantime done some very relevant practice with paying attention to the arising of emotions.
Stray, I really hope you're feeling better - and I'm glad that meditation and mindfulness-about-meditation help. They help me so much too, and I know what you mean about those mindful moments being blessings in themselves.
Love to everyone during these sad and confusing days.
Hugs & healing vibes to Stray. I've been rushing around this morning getting ready for Gary to arrive from Ohio tonight: he phoned from the airport & said going through security wasn't as awful & time-consuming as he had feared. (Of course, it's a domestic flight: we'll see how security is on our flight to Ireland on Sunday!)
Anyhow, I'm actually looking forward to the drive to the airport since it will be the first "sit down & rest" time I've had all day. (Let's hear it for Driving Meditation, eh?) :-)
thanks Jean, Beth and Lorianne. Today was a bit of a challenge but tomorrow will be better and I know I am learning important lessons about something that will be clear at a later date no doubt :)
Jean, I love the absolute sense of your observation that something was indeed disturbing you in the manner you describe. I'm sure that will be relevant in my own life sometime, and I'm glad to have it ready :) I hope you rest more peacefully tonight. I shall send sleepy vibes up the train tracks to london ...
I hope the driving meditation was good Lorianne. I will be doing a lot of that over the next month or so ... driving to wales and to scotland. Wonderful. I am really happy you're coming to ireland ... there is something strangely interesting about the fact that we will be in the same time zone for a while. Or perhaps that is the opiates talking ... ?!
I feel a little guilty that I cracked and upped my drugs rather than my breathing, perhaps lazy on some level. Just for one day though ... I felt I had earned it and wasn't sure who I thought was going to be keeping score anyway. Peculiar ... the hooks we hang ourselves on. Standards we would never hold another human to ... more lessons I suppose.
In some ways much of today has been a kind of meditation. Lots of awareness of feelings, lots of breathing. A hell of a lot of sitting (lying) still ! And from time to time, news24 blasting out theories about suspicions about allegations about plots. And the occasional moment of reality. Real children. Real blood. Real death. There is a documentary on here soon about children growing up in Jerusalem. Looks good. If anybody non-uk based is keen to see it then I can upload a copy to a server. Will find a link to some info about it when less incoherent.
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Stray, I'm sorry you're still having pain. Take care of yourself.
Can't add much to what was said yesterday. All of you were very eloquent and to the point. Thinking of those compassionate eyes and hands.
Sat yesterday, but again this morning didn't manage to get up in time. Last night I felt like there was something disturbing in the air coming in through the window, keeping me awake. I suppose this is literally true. Meditation does help.
thought you might all enjoy this lecture by Alan Wallace that I am listenening to now... cut and paste the link below:
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=983112177262602885&q=alan+wallace
Oh my. Alan Wallace and Google - not a combination that immediately springs to mind. Enough said. Thanks, Ruth. I'll certainly try and listen to this. Which reminds me, currently re-reading Destructive Emotions (book about meeting of Dalai Lama and Western academics, including AW) and, as I expected, getting more out of it the second time around having in the meantime done some very relevant practice with paying attention to the arising of emotions.
Stray, I really hope you're feeling better - and I'm glad that meditation and mindfulness-about-meditation help. They help me so much too, and I know what you mean about those mindful moments being blessings in themselves.
Love to everyone during these sad and confusing days.
Hugs & healing vibes to Stray. I've been rushing around this morning getting ready for Gary to arrive from Ohio tonight: he phoned from the airport & said going through security wasn't as awful & time-consuming as he had feared. (Of course, it's a domestic flight: we'll see how security is on our flight to Ireland on Sunday!)
Anyhow, I'm actually looking forward to the drive to the airport since it will be the first "sit down & rest" time I've had all day. (Let's hear it for Driving Meditation, eh?) :-)
thanks Jean, Beth and Lorianne. Today was a bit of a challenge but tomorrow will be better and I know I am learning important lessons about something that will be clear at a later date no doubt :)
Jean, I love the absolute sense of your observation that something was indeed disturbing you in the manner you describe. I'm sure that will be relevant in my own life sometime, and I'm glad to have it ready :) I hope you rest more peacefully tonight. I shall send sleepy vibes up the train tracks to london ...
I hope the driving meditation was good Lorianne. I will be doing a lot of that over the next month or so ... driving to wales and to scotland. Wonderful. I am really happy you're coming to ireland ... there is something strangely interesting about the fact that we will be in the same time zone for a while. Or perhaps that is the opiates talking ... ?!
I feel a little guilty that I cracked and upped my drugs rather than my breathing, perhaps lazy on some level. Just for one day though ... I felt I had earned it and wasn't sure who I thought was going to be keeping score anyway. Peculiar ... the hooks we hang ourselves on. Standards we would never hold another human to ... more lessons I suppose.
In some ways much of today has been a kind of meditation. Lots of awareness of feelings, lots of breathing. A hell of a lot of sitting (lying) still ! And from time to time, news24 blasting out theories about suspicions about allegations about plots. And the occasional moment of reality. Real children. Real blood. Real death. There is a documentary on here soon about children growing up in Jerusalem. Looks good. If anybody non-uk based is keen to see it then I can upload a copy to a server. Will find a link to some info about it when less incoherent.
Sorry for rambling.
Take care all, xx
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