All beings have lived and died and been reborn countless times. Over and over again they have…
My delight in death is far, far greater than
The delight of traders at making vast fortunes at sea,
Or the lords of the gods who vaunt their victory in battle;
Or of those sages who have entered the rapture of perfect absorption…
girls camping at Molas, my house becomes a quiet Cave…off to my Zendo to dive deeeeeep within…my householder yogi duties temporarily put on hold to regain my more natural state of renunciate….
Through consistent (key word) Meditation Practice, we find that our inner vision permits our outer vision to become more expansive, more peaceful, more compassionate…and in our every day gaze at others? there is more Equanimity, more Poise, more Elegance of Being…
is Meditating more consistently important to you?
make sure you bookmark this precious WF-inspired ripple in our collective cosmic ocean each day for more gifts, more healing, and a whole ton of Transformation seeped with WF spirit and ritual…
So how do you make Self Transformation stick like red klister onto your Soul cells for one year? I’ll tell ya.
Replace habits with Ritual. You see, Noble One Awakening, ‘habits’ are by definition unconscious. Unless you are a Wholistic Fitness® student/yogi, you probably brushed your teeth this morning, with what, uh, let ilg guess…your DOMINATE HAND. Why? Because it was easy. It is your HABIT. Whatever HABITS you hold? Keep yours spiritual self asleep. For instance, let’s say
ilg calls this posture; Apresthresholdhellasana. ilg reckons this is what the common man is afraid of…spewing Sacred Spit after 51 minutes of Threshold uphill running through snow…yes, feeble ilg missed breaking the 50-minute barrier up the 2,029′ walls of snow by 1 stinkin’ minute. aaaaargh!!! That’s okay…in failure, we learn more than through success. Next week? If it still hasn’t snowed? I already have a different route selection that just may save me those few seconds to break 50-minutes. Such goes the Warrior Mind.
Isn’t it extraordinary that our minds cannot stay still for longer than a few moments without grasping after distraction? They are so restless and preoccupied that sometimes I think that living in a city in the modern world, we are already like the tormented beings in the intermediate state after death, where the consciousness is said to be agonizingly restless.