24th October 2007
The battle of the mind is the scariest but the most rewarding. Walk away from anything, but never walk away from fighting the mind. It is the smartest piece of living tissue in the universe. This is also the loneliest battle and when you think it isn't, that is your mind trampling all over you. Ultimately, the goal is to lose the mind. But by defeating it, making it beg you for mercy. Don't run away. Be scared if you must, but don't run. There's no place you can run and hide. So don't even think about it.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Saturday, September 01, 2007
1st September 2007
When he went blundering back to God,
His songs half written, his work half done,
Who knows what paths his bruised feet trod,
What hills of peace or pain he won?
I hope God smiled and took his hand,
And said, "Poor truant, passionate fool!
Life's book is hard to understand:
Why couldst thou not remain at school?"
By Charles Hanson Towne
I'm not going to write about suicide but the poem beautifully compares Life to a school and a book that must be read and understood. I feel it is more about being reminded because we know the book inside out while in the womb. I am thinking of meditation, taking time out, but this time with a clear conscious intent. And not meditation as I had previously envisaged it to be. A mixture of definitions from so many people I got disinterested. I am also going to move beyond the strong philosophical premise, which I still believe in, that meditation is a 24 hour thing, i.e. constant integrated awareness. I am thinking of actually taking time out, deliberate, clear intent at visualisation and rest. Of lying back, eyes closed, with focus on breath and a distant light getting stronger. I am thinking of meditation that will remind me, irregardless of what I am going through, of something consistent, that never changes. Of a state in which fear and doubt are replaced with faith and promise. A physical deliberate act of taking time out can do wonders. But this time, you are not blundering back to God. You are walking on a path you are familiar with. At the conscious level, I get plenty of rest and energy. At the unconscious level, I am calmer and free.
Life's book is not hard to understand. But to read it, you must close your eyes.
When he went blundering back to God,
His songs half written, his work half done,
Who knows what paths his bruised feet trod,
What hills of peace or pain he won?
I hope God smiled and took his hand,
And said, "Poor truant, passionate fool!
Life's book is hard to understand:
Why couldst thou not remain at school?"
By Charles Hanson Towne
I'm not going to write about suicide but the poem beautifully compares Life to a school and a book that must be read and understood. I feel it is more about being reminded because we know the book inside out while in the womb. I am thinking of meditation, taking time out, but this time with a clear conscious intent. And not meditation as I had previously envisaged it to be. A mixture of definitions from so many people I got disinterested. I am also going to move beyond the strong philosophical premise, which I still believe in, that meditation is a 24 hour thing, i.e. constant integrated awareness. I am thinking of actually taking time out, deliberate, clear intent at visualisation and rest. Of lying back, eyes closed, with focus on breath and a distant light getting stronger. I am thinking of meditation that will remind me, irregardless of what I am going through, of something consistent, that never changes. Of a state in which fear and doubt are replaced with faith and promise. A physical deliberate act of taking time out can do wonders. But this time, you are not blundering back to God. You are walking on a path you are familiar with. At the conscious level, I get plenty of rest and energy. At the unconscious level, I am calmer and free.
Life's book is not hard to understand. But to read it, you must close your eyes.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
11th July 2007
Comic strips have this surreal innocence. They speak of this different age, an age which I was a part of, but did not notice, and now I miss terribly.
I think that age ended when I slipped out of the newspaper reading habit. But it returned in glorious fashion on the Internet over the last couple of days. I found myself hooked and smiling several times, sometimes laughing out loud.
Favourites include classics like Peanuts and Dilbert and more recently Non Sequitur.
A couple of boxes can say a lot.
Comic strips have this surreal innocence. They speak of this different age, an age which I was a part of, but did not notice, and now I miss terribly.
I think that age ended when I slipped out of the newspaper reading habit. But it returned in glorious fashion on the Internet over the last couple of days. I found myself hooked and smiling several times, sometimes laughing out loud.
Favourites include classics like Peanuts and Dilbert and more recently Non Sequitur.
A couple of boxes can say a lot.
Sunday, June 03, 2007
3rd June 2007
As long as something remains unbelievable, it remains exciting. If you are looking for real excitement, you are actually looking for something impossible or unbelievable. Make it a habit to find something impossible and unbelievable and your life will never be dull again. Something to achieve or something you already have but have taken for granted. People will ask you for the secret behind the sparkle in your eyes, your wry, confident smile and that impossible to imitate laugh.
And when they do, tell them, there's no way! That it is impossible to get. If you say it often enough, they'll figure it out.
As long as something remains unbelievable, it remains exciting. If you are looking for real excitement, you are actually looking for something impossible or unbelievable. Make it a habit to find something impossible and unbelievable and your life will never be dull again. Something to achieve or something you already have but have taken for granted. People will ask you for the secret behind the sparkle in your eyes, your wry, confident smile and that impossible to imitate laugh.
And when they do, tell them, there's no way! That it is impossible to get. If you say it often enough, they'll figure it out.
Friday, April 13, 2007
12th April 2007
Your education, status, wealth, power (influence) and intellect is a privilege, that comes with with, according to Nature's irrefutable laws, a massive responsibility. You have to make the most of it, so that others rise with you, most importantly, rise spiritually, to understand where true happiness and peace really comes from and then move beyond understanding to truly believing and living. If this is what you're not achieving, forget trying, trying doesn't cut it, then what Nature and Nurture has given you, won't be yours for long. Grace is not a scarce commodity, but the grace-worthy are.
Your education, status, wealth, power (influence) and intellect is a privilege, that comes with with, according to Nature's irrefutable laws, a massive responsibility. You have to make the most of it, so that others rise with you, most importantly, rise spiritually, to understand where true happiness and peace really comes from and then move beyond understanding to truly believing and living. If this is what you're not achieving, forget trying, trying doesn't cut it, then what Nature and Nurture has given you, won't be yours for long. Grace is not a scarce commodity, but the grace-worthy are.
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