I just read an article on mindfulness, in which the author points out that there’s nothing so inherently great about “being in the now.” Instead, we’re asked to understand that the way out from confusion and delusion, to becoming free from worry and corrosive care, is to grasp that all material beings and things are inherently unsatisfactory, transitory, or non-self-like.
And once we really get this view of reality – so coolly indifferent to our personal fate – then we might see clearly what we can effectively do for ourselves and others.
We are evanescent beings, passing from this material plane unattached. We are also material beings, fiercely attached. Both are true; both need attentive care and constructive concern.
Fiercely attached to Bugs
Fiercely attached to Barnes.
I put my hand to haiku, being persuaded by April as Poetry Month.
What is loved the most
Moves most toward felicity
Scorches most, in time.
Anita loves cats. This must be because she, too, has had nine lives. She’s been dancing since she could walk, she was a commercial artist and advertising producer, she earned a third-degree black belt in Aikido, she is a drummer with the Afrique Aya Dance Company, she is an attorney, and she’s a meditator and a devoted student of Nonviolent Communication. She also spent one lifetime sidelined with a devastating back injury in 1992. Since then – FELDENKRAIS METHOD® to the rescue. The FELDENKRAIS METHOD is all about dreaming concretely – thinking intelligently and independently by way of a gracious and kind physicality. The work affords all who study it a process by which to reach, with movement, into the mind and the heart, to make nine lives into one whole being.
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oh the sentiment at the end is not only oh so true, but made me gasp, love it! Your photos are gorgeous!
That is so true – but my human pretty much ignores it!
Mr. Be says,
cat pooled in sunlight
old snow glistening outside
the window is still
Mr. Be says:
cat tail in motion
juncos splitting seeds open
feathers in the wind
I think this is why being a depressive person gives me so much happiness. I tend to divorce myself from feelings and expectations. Gotta think more about this.
Interesting Katnip Lounge.. now I’m going to be thinking about this too