Yeah, I like Lenny I also connect with this. I've been fortunate to go through 2 or 3 of these cycles so far and one thing I've found that helps is humility.
Relaxing into not knowing, simply observing using right understanding as you mentioned. Quieting the part of me that is tense and all puffed up, quick to be jaded or full of himself as if he knows everything already.
When I can soften into the moment, connect with my innate curiosity and observe externally rather than remain distracted by internal dialogue, then the colour and magic begins to creep back into my awareness again.
Even if that's just watching the magic of trees swaying in the wind
And now Louis? How are things now, two years later? I sat on a call with a friend. “Those cell towers bother me, Sandra. I think they’re affecting my sleep and I just don’t like them.” Our conversation continued to a better feeling state where I was reminded of a Psychadelic journey. “Only love is real…anything other than that isn’t (the actual words on the journey were “anything that isn’t is demon shit” and it feels strange to directly quote that 😂)”. Could I love the metal in the towers? Could I see people and things that challenge me with humor and compassion? There were moments of that on the call and it felt like a practice. I am sure God will continue to send me more practice opportunities. And I wandered here to see what you have been writing. I know you’re in school and it’s been a while. But I wondered what your update would be regarding what you posted here…? I am very grateful to know you.
that first quote is brilliant gold
Yeah, I like Lenny I also connect with this. I've been fortunate to go through 2 or 3 of these cycles so far and one thing I've found that helps is humility.
Relaxing into not knowing, simply observing using right understanding as you mentioned. Quieting the part of me that is tense and all puffed up, quick to be jaded or full of himself as if he knows everything already.
When I can soften into the moment, connect with my innate curiosity and observe externally rather than remain distracted by internal dialogue, then the colour and magic begins to creep back into my awareness again.
Even if that's just watching the magic of trees swaying in the wind
Shanti Shanti shanti
I connect with this.
In the past whenever I was still I would feel anxiety and depression would creep up.
And now after years of working on it, in silence, instead of depression, I just feel space.
And now Louis? How are things now, two years later? I sat on a call with a friend. “Those cell towers bother me, Sandra. I think they’re affecting my sleep and I just don’t like them.” Our conversation continued to a better feeling state where I was reminded of a Psychadelic journey. “Only love is real…anything other than that isn’t (the actual words on the journey were “anything that isn’t is demon shit” and it feels strange to directly quote that 😂)”. Could I love the metal in the towers? Could I see people and things that challenge me with humor and compassion? There were moments of that on the call and it felt like a practice. I am sure God will continue to send me more practice opportunities. And I wandered here to see what you have been writing. I know you’re in school and it’s been a while. But I wondered what your update would be regarding what you posted here…? I am very grateful to know you.