So, it's been months since I wrote. I am breaking my unintended silence. Don't know why I haven't written; been busy writing other things and generally running around going to meetings and preparing documents and sending e-mails and worrying about deadlines, I suppose. And then, there's the whole, "this blogging thing seems pretty self-absorbed" narrative that surfaces pretty regularly. It's the "twin cousin" of the "why do Americans think we need to tell all these boring details of our lives to everyone?" narrative. But, then, when I compare blogging to the inanity that Facebook can sometimes be, I can re-justify the blogging. And, besides, writing this feels good. And feeling good, well everyone likes to feel good. A meditation teacher of mine once said - "the body is always trying to get comfortable and the mind is always trying to figure things out." And, such is how it goes; and, there's never a winner in that sad game.
Which brings me to lovingkindness and forgiveness, a new diet I am trying. Forgiving myself and others and sending my wishes for happiness, health and freedom to myself and people near and far. And this cuts through most everything else when I do it and creates a little space in this mind that rattles. This mind that is fractured. Lovingkindness re-establishes wholeness/wholesomeness, a place beyond the pull of feelings and busy-ness. It takes me home.
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