Life is meditation

November 6th, 2015

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I read a quote last night that gave me heart. Can’t remember it word for word but what is was saying was that what helps is to touch the base of mindfulness as much as we can within every day. Just try to be mindful whenever we remember to.

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Don’t worry about how long we sustain it as that will develop of its own accord.

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In this way life is like meditation. Life is meditation.

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When we remember, we focus our attention on the here and now. Then we slip off again – not present, distracted, busy with the superficiality of our lives. Then we remember again, so we focus. Then we slip off again. This is life, this is meditation.

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The IMPORTANT thing is not to give up trying. Keep returning ourselves to the here and now.

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If there are any rules in life, this is the first one: KEEP PRACTISING.

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morning pages

November 5th, 2015

Not sure what to say after so long away. Obviously so much happens in such a long time, even in a short time. So I’ve come up with an idea, just now, right now. I’ve decided I’ll resume a practice I did for a year or so, 15 odd years ago, Stream of consciousness writing, morning pages, I can’t remember the author who recommended it right now, but basically it means just writing for a set period (supposedly in the morning), without thinking too much about what you’re writing, just writing as a release.  I’m going to write on here for 25 minutes, which I think will result in quite a lot of garbage and a quite a few unnecessary words, but we’ll see.

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I chose 25 minutes because I’ve been meditating these last few days, after spending all of Saturday in a cave (not literally but metaphorically) and I spent the whole week before that slowly entering the cave – so a week of things getting darker day by day until by Saturday I was well in the middle of the mountain, then a day in the cave – which literally meant spending most of the day in my bedroom, on Saturday, feeling largely sorry for myself. Breakthrough on Saturday night – meditate (after realizing getting stoned and or drunk was not an option).

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Sunday up early, shave – clean myself up and straight into 20 minutes mediation, and I’ve been meditating every day since. Sitting for 25 minutes yesterday, so that’s why I decided on 25 minutes for this writing, cause that’s how long I’ve been meditating for.

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What to say? Not sure really. It’s good to be back, although daunting obviously. I need to get the flow happening again. But this seems like a good way of going about it. To mine the source of what there is too write about. Words that do not merely describe or try to explain but somehow touch a deeper reality. Perhaps that is my wishful thinking, for words are cheap substitutes, I think. I am not bad at stringing words together, quite articulate in the English language – so much so that I make my living by teaching others how to use English words. But personally I think they are over used, taken too seriously, over rated and perceived as being worth much much more than they really are.

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I prefer silence. The sound of nothing- surely there is more to be learnt in the silence than there ever is in listening to words, poor cousins to feelings. But this is a blog, so words are necessary. Although I do not think I will try and put into words, or at least not many words, all that has gone on between then and now.

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There has been a change in venue, there has been a change in pace, there have been so many changes that these words cannot encompass them all, and my poor mind cannot readily distinguish between those that are important and those that are less so. All I know is where I am now, and even that cannot be written down. So, really why am I bothering with this blog at all. I’m not sure, maybe I think that there will come a time in the future when the reason will become apparent. For it is not so now. In the meantime I will try to get writing, keep posting… mostly what I consider to be garbage, but who cares, as no one is being forced to read it. It is not being done for any audience, it is not being done in an effort to communicate, it is done because I can, because it is a creative process, like painting or dancing. This is merely an expression.

Over two years ago

October 2nd, 2015

I’ve been away from here for 15 months, and even before then I think I was only posting sporadically. How do I decide what is worthy of comment over the last 15 months of my life.

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Right now, I’m not sure what I’ll write about.  Right now, I’m just getting used to the idea that I am back, onedharma is back online.

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x bhavatu sabbe mangalum x

room with a view

May 18th, 2014

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room with a view

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colours

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Sandy Bay, Cat Ba

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night

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kayaks

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x bhavatu sabbe mangalum x

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Vinh Ha Long …

May 18th, 2014

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boat and wake

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woman

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.huia

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boat and gap

.kids on dock

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boat cat ba

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boat

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huia 2

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x bhavatu sabbe mangalum x

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