Guest guest Posted July 21, 2004 Report Share Posted July 21, 2004 Weeding the Mind As I sat wearily at the kitchen table, the phrase "weeding the mind" popped into my head. It is time, I thought, to decant my sufferings onto the printed page. First off is to confess a few things. I am spiralling downhill just like Jill and her beloved bro. No doubt about it. What is the lesson here? I have been here and done that on numerous occasions. Now I am crying into my beer to anyone who will listen. A friend is telling me that I am punch drunk. As for me, all I can say is ouch! I have a mouse on my third eye. Anybody got a steak? This is what I call karmic redial. Bob was in the hospital four years ago when he was diagnosed with multiple myeloma. This summer it is a near-fatal trial drug reaction and tomorrow he has his gall bladder removed. Me--I am full of bile. Forget the spiritual platitudes. They have expired. No, what we are looking at is the nature of the beast when it is exhausted, sad and mad. Nothing works. Not even something. You heard it here first, folks. Now I can get down to the serious business of being a mind-weeder. No mind, no weeds. No mirage, no oasis. What am I missing here? Only everything. I seem to have too much of nothing. I am washing clothes, writing this, going crazy and wishing that I was enlightened. Maybe then it wouldn't hurt so much. Vicki Woodyard http://www.bobwoodyard.com Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted July 21, 2004 Report Share Posted July 21, 2004 Hello Vicki, In wishing often is the source of the pain. I have met people with nothing and they are the most happy in the world. They don't know there is something different, something else they could desire. So they are happy... It must be why we are so happy when we drink, we forget. So we can be happy. But that is artificial. The memory comes back and we are even less happy, we remember... The hard thing about enlightenment is not to reach it, but to forget we are not enlightened in day to day living. As soon as we forget we are not enlightened and can maintain it. We are free as birds and can be happy again. May the Joy of Shakti gently flow Antoine http://www3.sympatico.ca/antoine.carre/ - skiplaurel Wednesday, July 21, 2004 6:57 PM Weeding the Mind Weeding the MindAs I sat wearily at the kitchen table, the phrase "weeding the mind" popped into my head. It is time, I thought, to decant my sufferings onto the printed page. First off is to confess a few things. I am spiralling downhill just like Jill and her beloved bro. No doubt about it. What is the lesson here? I have been here and done that on numerous occasions. Now I am crying into my beer to anyone who will listen. A friend is telling me that I am punch drunk. As for me, all I can say is ouch! I have a mouse on my third eye. Anybody got a steak?This is what I call karmic redial. Bob was in the hospital four years ago when he was diagnosed with multiple myeloma. This summer it is a near-fatal trial drug reaction and tomorrow he has his gall bladder removed. Me--I am full of bile. Forget the spiritual platitudes. They have expired. No, what we are looking at is the nature of the beast when it is exhausted, sad and mad. Nothing works. Not even something. You heard it here first, folks.Now I can get down to the serious business of being a mind-weeder. No mind, no weeds. No mirage, no oasis. What am I missing here? Only everything. I seem to have too much of nothing. I am washing clothes, writing this, going crazy and wishing that I was enlightened. Maybe then it wouldn't hurt so much. Vicki Woodyardhttp://www.bobwoodyard.com Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted July 21, 2004 Report Share Posted July 21, 2004 , Antoine Carré <antoine.carre@s...> w= rote: > Hello Vicki, > > In wishing often is the source of the pain. I have met people with nothin= g and they are the most happy in the world. They don't know there is somethi= ng different, something else they could desire. So they are happy... > > It must be why we are so happy when we drink, we forget. So we can be hap= py. But that is artificial. The memory comes back and we are even less happy= , we remember... > > The hard thing about enlightenment is not to reach it, but to forget we a= re not enlightened in day to day living. As soon as we forget we are not enl= ightened and can maintain it. We are free as birds and can be happy again. > > May the Joy of Shakti gently flow > > Antoine > http://www3.sympatico.ca/antoine.carre/ Thank you for the reminder. Of course you are right. To accept is an act = of consciousness, but who can do that? Only the grace of the Self. > > > > ---- Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted July 21, 2004 Report Share Posted July 21, 2004 , Antoine Carré <antoine.carre@s...> w= rote:> Hello Vicki,>> In wishing often is the source of the pain. I have met people with nothin= g and they are the most happy in the world. They don't know there is somethi= ng different, something else they could desire. So they are happy...>> It must be why we are so happy when we drink, we forget. So we can be hap= py. But that is artificial. The memory comes back and we are even less happy= , we remember...>> The hard thing about enlightenment is not to reach it, but to forget we a= re not enlightened in day to day living. As soon as we forget we are not enl= ightened and can maintain it. We are free as birds and can be happy again.>> May the Joy of Shakti gently flow>> Antoine<< Thank you for the reminder. Of course you are right. To accept is an act = of consciousness, but who can do that? Only the grace of the Self. >> Yes of course. The grace of the self is always there. We are the one rowing against the flow of the river. We (at least we are lead to believe it in this great illusion) are the ones who decide to stop rowing to gracefully follow the flow of the Self. Row row your boat gently along the flow... It's a song... It is easy to go sit in the Buddha position for a time, which I will go do after this email. As soon as I sit the grace of the self is there, it became spontaneous. At work on the other hand, I chose my work for that, it is very hard for me to be only the grace of the Self. Work to me is an act of service, its my choice. I want to Be in the grace of the Self in every situation. That is why I choose to perform those act of service... I'm changing subject, telling small stories. I met years ago this franscican monk who left the order. He's 75 years old. He lives alone with not much and yet is invited all around the world to simply be there. The Pope and the Dalai Lama will pass by him if they want to meet. He like arranging those mix between cultures, religions. This guy, Rolph, if you need to know is Name, is fascinating and has been a great example in my life. Here is how, when you meet him, he is always fully there in a deep joy for the other who comes to him. It is a if he had all the time in life for the other. The way he does it is very simple. He only needs two hours of sleep a day, the rest of the night he sits in the Buddha position for 4 to 6 hours. So when comes the day, he had, already, all the time he needed with the Self, with is true Self, with himself... He goes in the day like as new born not running after being with the Self. Being with the Self is right there behind him. And at the end of the day he needs less sleep because he was so close to being the grace of the Self all day. It's a vicious circle. One of those, like the wheel of dissolution in mandalas or yantras, that leads one to becoming as the Bindu. Sweet dreams, Antoine Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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