I miss the blog days sometimes. So I'm here for photo-heavy and whatever mantra is on your mind... definitely team "you do you" over here. I have a wild book photo for you...
I was (still am) so drawn to this polar bear sperm whale image. And also I've been thinking that cutting back--even tuning out from time to time--is the way forward through this morass. Though I am always trying to find the balance between escapism and using my attention intentionally. I am VERY interested in hearing about how others are doing it!
Why is it that I can't yet put words to why that image is so moving? I'm going to keep dwelling in it, but if you figure it out, let me know.
AND yes, regarding the balance. I've been making space within my (almost-daily) meditations to hold the grief with intention, care, and focus. When I give it that space, it kind of gives me space in return? (and permission to step outside the samsara of news, which, frankly, I'm starting to realized, is dangerous to my psyche, and then makes me dangerous to people around me). Of course, it's easier when a monk or nun just GIVES you instruction/permission to step out the cycles!
A spiritual guide once taught me that animals, before they eat, roll their eyes upward towards heaven as in thanks. I’ve watched my pets for years trying to “validate” that, but the lil’ critters are way too fast to let me see.
I’m going with it. And if we could see the bear’s eyes, they’d have turned upwards before beginning this “snack”.
A prayer for “road kill”:
Thank you for your time on this plane, little beast.
Your life was a beauty, and a mystery, and with joy your soul leaps up to rejoin the great spirit, and your body returns to your grateful brothers and sisters on the food/life chain. For good to all, so be it.
The other day I was telling a friend about how I've realized that my brain does useful thinking while going on walks. Walking feels indulgent in my already too-busy life. But maybe it's actually essential?
The phrase I came up with was "lateral productivity"--which feels a little too hustle-y for me--but it captures that idea that space for not doing is the best way to redirect my attention back to the things that actually matter.
I miss the blog days sometimes. So I'm here for photo-heavy and whatever mantra is on your mind... definitely team "you do you" over here. I have a wild book photo for you...
Thanks for this encouragement. And I’m excited for the photo!
I was (still am) so drawn to this polar bear sperm whale image. And also I've been thinking that cutting back--even tuning out from time to time--is the way forward through this morass. Though I am always trying to find the balance between escapism and using my attention intentionally. I am VERY interested in hearing about how others are doing it!
Why is it that I can't yet put words to why that image is so moving? I'm going to keep dwelling in it, but if you figure it out, let me know.
AND yes, regarding the balance. I've been making space within my (almost-daily) meditations to hold the grief with intention, care, and focus. When I give it that space, it kind of gives me space in return? (and permission to step outside the samsara of news, which, frankly, I'm starting to realized, is dangerous to my psyche, and then makes me dangerous to people around me). Of course, it's easier when a monk or nun just GIVES you instruction/permission to step out the cycles!
A spiritual guide once taught me that animals, before they eat, roll their eyes upward towards heaven as in thanks. I’ve watched my pets for years trying to “validate” that, but the lil’ critters are way too fast to let me see.
I’m going with it. And if we could see the bear’s eyes, they’d have turned upwards before beginning this “snack”.
A prayer for “road kill”:
Thank you for your time on this plane, little beast.
Your life was a beauty, and a mystery, and with joy your soul leaps up to rejoin the great spirit, and your body returns to your grateful brothers and sisters on the food/life chain. For good to all, so be it.
Hi Lee! I’ve never heard that before, but now I’ll start lookin’ too!
The other day I was telling a friend about how I've realized that my brain does useful thinking while going on walks. Walking feels indulgent in my already too-busy life. But maybe it's actually essential?
The phrase I came up with was "lateral productivity"--which feels a little too hustle-y for me--but it captures that idea that space for not doing is the best way to redirect my attention back to the things that actually matter.
I love this. Maybe lateral arising? For what only arises when given space.
Thank you solbeam for always illuminating a perspective i didn't know i needed:) (you will always be solbeam to me) -signed freemariposa
And you will always be freemariposa to me. I love you.