Hello, Vince.
Do you find that you get sucked into what the thoughts are about much?
When I think about the thoughts I've had today, not really sucked in to the mundane thoughts about getting stuff done, solving a problem. However, last night I really got sucked into a maelstrom. It was precipitated by reading a book by Matt Haig (he wrote
The Midnight Library and How to /Stop Time[/i], two novels I really loved. This book is not a novel, it seems to be about how modern life can drive us into depression and anxiety, he has suffered with both. He started out discussing his urgent need to convince some stranger on the internet that he was right about something. When I turned out the light to go to sleep, something that I have felt a need to lobby for in my intentional community came roaring back. The desire to prevent bird predation by cats on our land is dear to my heart. Our community appears to be back-tracking on its previous commitment to try to prevent predation. I think about this a lot, but not usually with that kind of fury. That way of thinking got the adrenaline going and made it more difficult to sleep.
This happens with far less frequency than it used to. And it can still happen. (I think this book,
Notes on a Nervous Planet, is going in a different direction, I just need to get further along.) So, I got on the crazy-train and I could feel the anxious energy, knowing the chemicals are in my blood stream. I tried to LovingKindness my way out of it. Eventually, I went to sleep.
Accept it with softness. If we appreciate it's qualities without some future end result, it changes. (as does everything. Impermanence)
Yes, and the pain eventually changed. It does not stay the same. Often goes away. Not there until I looked for it just now, then just a hint that came and went.
Only by overlaying THIS with created meaning or purpose, or even a mundane description can self and others come into existence.
There was a recent discussion that I did not contribute to about meaning and purpose and I wanted to throw this out there: In mental health evaluations (I recently completed one for a new doctor) the question: does your life have meaning and purpose? comes up. I always say, "Yes." I have never known a meaning or purpose that I can describe, however, there is no
lack of meaning and purpose. The lack of meaning and purpose is typically a symptom of depression. I think a better description of the sense (instead of meaning and purpose) is there a trust in life.
Leela, convince me that you aren't awake already.
1. I can still get on the crazy-train (see above). The crazy-train is driven by conditioning, and I do understand that conditioning does not unravel all at once. And I am reminded of the Rumi poem,
The Guest House
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
— Jalaluddin Rumi, translation by Coleman Barks (The Essential Rumi)
2. Many people have judgments about me, and none of them would think, "She's awake," if they even know what that is. The thought/belief that others might notice anything different, including my hubby (who does not believe in awakening) is probably a block to awakening.
(And I found it somewhat irritating when I went to a workshop/retreat with an awakened person and someone in attendance blah-blah-blahed seeking validation of their awakeness from the teacher, when I wanted to know "what is it like to see the way you do?" Now that I think of it, the steady stream of people wanting solutions to personal problems, many of which are better dealt with in therapy, followed by the validaton seeker turned me off to going to workshops with awakened folks, so I have not done that in years.) I have judgment about seeking validation of awakeness. Perhaps this is a block to awakening. And on the other hand, seeking validation from an authority outside of myself, is an acknowledgement of my sense of separation.
3. While I used to have stronger opinions than I do now, and often hold opinions lightly, sometimes something comes up that I have strong attachment to, such as the right of birds to live without being preyed on by my neighbor's cats. The situation has occupied mental energy for a while. It is disappointing to see cats trot off with birds I have been feeding, and raiding their nests. I won't stand in the way of the community having a more liberal cat policy, but I will express my thoughts about it, and it is an unpopular opinion. I have the belief that to be awakened means not caring one way or the other. I also think that perhaps this is a situation where I'm grasping and need to have more trust in life. I have no control, life will sort it out. And in the moment, I react by trying to spray cats with water or throw something to scare them off when I catch them in the act.
Those are the thoughts that come up today.
love,
Leela