--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "Alex Stanley" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: >
> As this past week has reminded me, sometimes the thorns are going to > be minded. In fact, the thorns are being minded with more intensity > of awareness than ever before. The difference, though, is that all > the minding is now in the context of awareness of that which is not > involved in the drama. It all unfolds in unbounded silence. > > Temporal states when the thorns just don't have the power to bind > the attention feel like the most amazing, blissful freedom. My > experience over the last couple months was that in the absence of > internal drama, most of the I/me would simply disappear, leaving > only an observer of sensory inputs. The I/me would come into play, > on demand, as needed. It was a nice vacation. > > Now my every waking moment is I/me in overdrive, living and reliving > the emotional Vietnam of my early adolescence. I hate being a 45 > year old teenager, forever stuck in unresolved psycho-sexual > bullshit. But, it is an opportunity to notice what remains the same > in both the presence and absence of internal turmoil. Well said.
