This is an #antique “#Writing #Desk” that I got from our folks’ place after they’d both passed. I’d always liked this desk for whatever reason; not that I know or ever knew anything about #furniture. It just looked cool to me. And funny enough, the hand-written note was found inside the desk, so I guess I chose well.
Anyhow, the desk now resides in the room in my house where I sit for #meditation. During today’s practice I was able to hit the “sweet spot” and really zoned out. To the point that I went right over and cracked my head on the front of the desk. “Aum” became “Ouch” and stars appeared. I couldn’t even swear I was so zoned out. But I could imagine my Mom saying “good one, Will!”
The takeaway: There’s a good reason that #yoga/meditation studios don’t have any furniture in them (:
I was sitting before sunrise this morning, and this sort of “thing” kind of came to me. Not a big “ah-ha” moment, very quiet and subtle. Like cooling off under a slight mist of rain after a hot, humid day.
It was effectively about our #commonalities; what is the same within all of us, underneath our skin colors, where we come from, whatever our own histories are, what language we speak and whatever #spiritual persuasion speaks to us, if any at all. How underneath all of the “stuff” that we all create, how we’re all from the same spark.
I did a little research online about the Christian holiday called #Easter; the history, details etc. and I found a line that just sort of jumped out at me. It’s about how in the New Testament book, how #Jesus gave the Passover Meal a new meaning, as he prepared himself and his disciples for his death in the upper room during what is called the last supper. He identified the matzah and the cup of wine as his body soon to be sacrificed and his blood, soon to be shed.
What stood out for me was something that a follower named Paul was written to have said:
“Get rid of the old yeast that you may be a new batch without yeast—as you really are.”
That just seemed to fit with me,and with what I thought about this morning; and I thought I’d share.
Happy #Spring, and here’s to tossing out that which no longer serves us, and getting back to what is common amongst all of us. It seems to me that’s what all of those folks like Jesus meant.
A most interesting piece of mail was waiting for me when I got home last night.
A book with a curious title; but more curious is that I didn’t order the book. Yet it was addressed to me directly; from a company I’d never heard of.
I opened the book to a random page. The words were:
"If there is a me that curses and struggles, and there is also a me that winks and walks in peace, do I have a choice of selves?"
Here’s to #random #events
See, here’s the thing.
It’s all in the #perspective.
No matter if it’s# life, or a single situation.
All about the perspective.
Sometimes it really is what it is.
And sometimes it’s not; sometimes it’s what we’re making it out to be.
I’ve been noticing lately that there is such a larger #intelligence at work in our lives.
Not outside of ourselves, not some third party.
The intelligence is #WITHIN us.
But it’s so #subtle, that most of us totally miss it. We’re not even tuned in on that level or plane or however you want to say it.
Just in my own little life so far, I’ve noticed this. People, events, situations all have either been brought into my life or have left my life.
And i’ve spent a LOT of time on this. Over the last few months. Just sitting with it, and then looking at it from different angles, trying to see from all possible sides.
And I’ve come to the #realization that there is nobody else driving my bus but me.
After hearing my doctor say something that was poignant to me, I WAS the one that decided to seek out something that would allow me to feel the way about what I did the way that he felt about what he does. It was me that began seeking education in the field of a very specific type of counseling and really, another way of living.
To myself, silently; I was asking for a more #meaningful life.
Except that the “silently” part musta crept out into the real world a bit.
And so stuff falls apart.
And then stuff falls together.
To live with more #presence and #awareness, and to be able to see life from a perspective larger than what we’re used to using.
Not an easy thing to do.
A lot of times, even the definitions of these things are skewed. We have so many ideas of what things like this mean.
But after we see first-hand ourselves, what works and what doesn’t, we’ll figure it out.
We always do.