Everything in the world began with a yes. One molecule said yes to another molecule and life was born. But before prehistory there was the prehistory of prehistory and there was the never and there was the yes.
~ Clarice Lispector
Always say “yes” to the present moment. What could be more futile, more insane, than to create inner resistance to what already is? what could be more insane than to oppose life itself, which is now and always now? Surrender to what is. Say “yes” to life — and see how life suddenly starts working for you rather than against you.
~ Eckhart Tolle
As you probably already surmised (or maybe I mentioned it in my last post?), I’ve been Away again. I went back to the Bogs to visit with the little ones and their parents, to bring a birthday gift or two for Little Peanut (whose birthday was on the 14th), and a few little Christmas gifties for him and everyone else. I did not get to see my granddaughters this time around. I think this is the first Christmas I haven’t seen them at some point over the holidays. It was bound to happen eventually, what with everyone growing older and wrapped up in their own activities and lives. I would like to have gone south to see them for a day or two, but it would have added a significant amount of mileage and time to my travels, more than I’m up to right now. There has been a great deal of travel in my life over the past year and I had reached saturation point.
I am, in spite of all the travel, recovering. Finally. There was a brief bout of a stomach flu. Between the two of us, M got the worst of that. Poor guy. We were warned it might be coming since the little ones were recovering from it when we arrived in the Bogs. It hit us on the way home. Probably another good reason not to have added to our trip this time around.
It is raining here on the Eastern Shore today. I’m pretty happy with spending a rainy day just hanging out, writing, drawing, reading a book, and generally relaxing. That’s the wonderful thing about rainy days, isn’t it?
The Solstice marked the start of a new year and a new sort-of challenge for me. I suppose “new” and “challenge” are really not the right words. It’s a continuation of rising early in the morning, yoga, meditation, writing, and daily walks. Does it sound like a lot? I’m not trying to overwhelm. I do what I can, especially when traveling or on the days when there are time constraints of some kind. It is, I’ve found, a good combination for me in terms of how I begin my days and really isn’t as much as you might think it is. A few minutes here, a few there, and my day is off to a great start. The only reason I’m calling it a challenge is to keep myself putting one foot in front of the other, so to speak, on a daily basis. Otherwise, I tend to get lazy.
I am currently reading the book How to Change Your Mind: What the New Science of Psychedelics Teaches Us About Consciousness, Dying, Addiction, Depression, and Transcendence by Michael Pollan. Even though I am only a couple of chapters in, consider my mind blown. Just the first few chapters explain so much about some experiences I had in my younger days. In addition, I learned (from the book) about a group called the Council on Spiritual Practices that is working towards a rather interesting goal. Here is part of their Statement of Purpose:
The Council on Spiritual Practices is a collaboration among spiritual guides, experts in the behavioral and biomedical sciences, and scholars of religion, dedicated to making direct experience of the sacred more available to more people. There is evidence that such encounters can have profound benefits for those who experience them, for their neighbors, and for the world.
You can find the rest at their website (csp.org).
What I’ve learned from the book so far is that I’ve already had the experience I’ve been seeking (or trying to recreate even though I didn’t consciously know I was trying to recreate it). All the searching — the meditation, the yoga, the books, and the whatever else I’ve tried my head and hand at — were a way of trying to find something that was already there. I feel like Dorothy when she realized that there’s no place like home. Everything we search for, we already have. It’s just a matter of removing the veil or opening the door or whatever metaphor floats your boat. I am at a loss to explain this so let’s just move along, shall we? Perhaps I’ll try again, if I can find the words.
Our normal waking consciousness, rational consciousness, as we call it, is but one special type of consciousness, whilst all about it, parted from it by the filmiest of screens, there lie potential forms of consciousness entirely different.
~ William James
M and I are going to watch some movies this weekend. We have a few DVD’s from Netflix and we stopped by the library yesterday to pick up a few more to see us through the weekend. I don’t remember what we decided on other than they were movies from our Netflix queue that have been sitting there for a while. We recently watched Seeking a Friend for the End of the World which I thought was good, and Atomic Blonde which was interesting but a bit too violent for my taste lately.
I reckon that’s it from me and from the Wabi-Sabi Ranch on this rainy Friday near the end of 2018. Thank you so much for visiting today and for all of your visits throughout the year. I should be working my way back to a more regular schedule soon, including visiting you at your place. I hope life and the holidays have been treating you well.
Judging from the current conditions, we are not likely to see a sunset today, but I’ll keep an eye out. If it looks good, I’ll meet you out at the Point. Sunset is scheduled for 4:52 PM. Little by little, as they always do at this time of the year, the days are growing. It’s a good time to plant something like an intention, and let it germinate for a while.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂
A few of the 10,000 reasons to be happy: 981) Relaxing and rejuvenating rainy days. 982) Some beautifully frosty mornings earlier in the week. 983) Time with family, always. 984) A small awakening. 985) M, always.