#8

Meditation

I watched as my connection to the materials around me melted. I tried to see the symmetry, but there was so much of it I began to see that everything had already blended into one. I began to wonder if the separation was just a view of the entirety from a different angle.

I moved my feet so that they were planted in the sand then I closed my eyes again. The energy felt a lot stronger within the stillness. The feeling’s ability to light the way of a new path also became a lot stronger. The clarity was somehow always there and always beautiful.


Meditation

I watched as the concept of speed melted all around me. It seemed the structure was a ghost of the moment, and the point at which it connects with the future. I began to wonder if the separation was just of view of the entirety from a different angle.

The mist floated around the grass, bringing in a damp breeze along with it. The feeling always created a coat of flames that hugged me as I explored. The feeling’s ability to light the way of a new path became a thousand times stronger. The mist parted with each step I took. The beauty became clearer with one each step I took.


Meditation Log – #1

Legs crossed, focusing on breathing. Learning to let go of the grip I always try to have on my perception and let things simply be as they are. I think this is what practice is.

Okay … again …. focusing on breathing, not drifting but searching for clarity. I believe this is what practice is.

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Okay … again …. it seemed even the nothingness that I was experiencing was somehow intricate.












Just as anything else, it takes time to build a skill or an ability, so I would say just try to meditate on your own terms. There are many different methods but of course, start with what works for you first. Just as every other part of your life can be poetry, your meditation can also be a form of poetry. Clarity can come from multiple things. It seems all of those things are connected in different ways.

I tried to see the symmetry, but there was so much of it I began to see that everything had already blended into one. I began to wonder if the separation was just of view of the entirety from a different angle. Okay … again …. it seemed even the nothingness that I was experiencing was somehow intricate.


A few more poems

https://poets.org/poem/water-love
https://poets.org/poem/eternity-0









“My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?”
― David Mitchell, 
Cloud Atlas

“Radiate boundless love towards the entire world — above, below, and across — unhindered, without ill will, without enmity.” – Buddha

#7

The ripples doubled amongst themselves as I walked through the puddles. For some reason I had always liked the rain. The sound of it, and how it was apart of nature’s cycle had always been something that was amazing to me. The clarity from earlier remained, I could hear everything, and when I focused it seemed as if some raindrops were falling in slow motion. The levels of the reflections within each raindrop was breathtaking.
As time progressed the connections I had with everything around me grew. I felt like that was one of the reasons the levels of clarity continued to multiply.

One half of infinity and one half of the moment. Even with the newly attained levels of clarity there were still some things that I wanted to learn more about. The ocean currents in the sky had always been there for as long as I could remember, but there were also some old scrolls referring to a time when it wasn’t there. Then there were the reflections, sometimes I felt as if I was the only one who could see them, but the glow within the eyes of some of the other people I’ve met seem to hint at the idea that I might not be the only one. If only I wasn’t so afraid to ask. The mirror molecules seemed to make up most of the material surrounding us but it wasn’t always noticeable. I couldn’t help but wonder if that also was a relatively new occurrence too.

Amongst the raindrops there was a distant hum in the background actually, there were several hums in the background, as I listened they began to split. The ocean currents were as beautiful as the reflections within the raindrops. Some of the hums reflected and bounced off of the silver lining within the ocean currents somehow making them even clearer. One sounded like the hum of an engine off in the distance, almost like a plane engine but it was much too far off for me to see it. As the raindrops fell I continued to walk eventually unsheathing my umbrella as if it were a sword. The path of discovery was always impossibly far and impossibly close.

Meditation

Different Types of Mediation

1) Mindfulness Meditation – Meditation that lets the mind work naturally while taking an objective mental position on the natural workings of the mind. Truly observe the workings of your mind without judgment and become a spectator of your thoughts and the universe.

2) Movement Meditation – Any activity that helps the mind reach a meditative state like Tai chi, yoga, or anything else that naturally helps you achieve a blend of super focus and calmness through action.

3) Focused Meditation – A more centered form of meditation where the mind’s focus is placed on something specific like the feel of the wind’s temperature, nothingness itself, or your own breathing.

4) Visual meditation – Enhances the ability of the mind’s eye and one’s imagination. The practice of meditating while focusing on images of relaxing settings, different calming scenes in nature, or any other type of image or setting that you consider to be relaxing.

There are many different forms of meditation these are just a few of my favorites. Feel free to research all of the different forms of meditation and pick the ones that work best for you.


“My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?”
― David Mitchell, 
Cloud Atlas

“Radiate boundless love towards the entire world — above, below, and across — unhindered, without ill will, without enmity.” – Buddha

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