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#Post#: 38513--------------------------------------------------
Re: "A Truce With Maya"
By: Death_by_SallyD Date: June 23, 2019, 7:32 am
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Wake up from dream in which I’m visiting, with a friend, vast
desert territories which make up the polar caps. The southern
pole is the domain of several coexisting Buddhist clans and the
“visitor center” for this region is a rich, beautiful garden
laid out in a way which reflects the curvilinear glyphs and
chants inherent in these traditions. We’re on a kind of tour of
the region, pausing to grab some of the local cuisine laid out
in a buffet in the middle of the garden from which we are
spooning portions onto these wooden matrix bowls….almost like
cork…the shape of large concave leaves. The tone is
beauty….wonder….but then eventually marred by my reaction to the
presence of a teenage bully who had somehow infiltrated the
scene….and I just couldn’t help but deal with violently.
Fear associated with bullies are a big part of my
childhood/teenage history…still with lingering echoes. I wake up
with feeling of inner turmoil from this and literally
sit/meditate for hours….intent on simply observing the residue
of reaction. It all settles down finally before heading to
work. Intent to body-breath (per Jed’s instructions read
somewhere)….watch today for any remnants via interactions while
at work today.
#Post#: 38519--------------------------------------------------
Re: "A Truce With Maya"
By: Death_by_SallyD Date: June 24, 2019, 4:19 am
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"watch today for any remnants"
Why the hell would I do that? LOL Actually go LOOKING for the
repeating aspects of "the story" I've been enslaved to.
Ridiculous! Thank goodness, I simply forgot....to look for the
story...and got lost (found) in the clear, translucent field
that spread out in front of/around me all day long at work
yesterday (body breathing helped resuspend the field, if
inertial contraction set in :) )...which required brisk, intense
activity for 12 hrs straight. In spite of 3 hours of sleep.
There's some beliefs, I see, about sleep and "how much?" that
seem to be put to question in this whole release-to-awareness
endeavor. "Enough" seems to be the answer...whether 3 hours or
more....or less? Who knows. Anyways, the energy for activity
that was needed was there. The what? and how? of the activity
just emerged in front of me walking forward and put me and my
body into motion to "make it so". Whatever this is....its what
I want! And after that? What dreams may come :D
Thanks again, Jed!!
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Re: "A Truce With Maya"
By: Jed McKenna Date: June 25, 2019, 1:45 am
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Identity of victim/perpetrator. Experience them both fully.
Love ya, Jed
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Re: "A Truce With Maya"
By: Death_by_SallyD Date: June 25, 2019, 7:39 am
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"Identity of victim/perpetrator. Experience them both fully"
:)
At first I thought, "true...but also weird non sequitur".
Remembering yesterday, though, it fits..
Sailing along at work in continuation of day before's stream of
awareness. Then...circumstances, quite suddenly, got hairy.
Dense and untenable. One minute, I'm eating salad in break
room, watching a few mind boggling moments of WWE wrestling that
was on TV (apropos, don't you think?! :D...all that fake
contention/altercation with braying, over-muscled, be-tight-ed
wrestlers..both hairy and dense...posturing on the microphone
between bouncing off turnbuckles and flying drop-kicks). All
the prior ease devolves into density...pressure.....ego
reaction/anger at having to navigate through the clusterf*ck.
"Buzzkill!!" :) Thus identifying as being victim to
circumstance (perpetrator). Looking back over the whole of it,
putting myself in all shoes shodding those involved...the
opposing roles of each collapse, at least in terms of
gravity...and become comic from overseer's perspective. Just
another wrestling match worth a smile and a laugh. And now,
it's gone. Back to breathing...morning sunshine...the magical
moment at hand.
Thanks, Jed!
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Re: "A Truce With Maya"
By: Jed McKenna Date: June 26, 2019, 12:58 am
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Remember, all entertainment.. ALL!
Love ya, Jed.
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Re: "A Truce With Maya"
By: Death_by_SallyD Date: June 26, 2019, 6:49 am
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It's true, it's true! ALL entertainment :D Infinity....help me
remember....
Speaking of infinity...sometimes it brings messages that are
shockingly direct. *BAM!* Others, indirect like an inwardly
coiling riddle....like a skier skimming along the event
horizon...the accretion disc...of a whirlpool, leaving a fractal
rooster-tail spray of glittering water droplets in its wake.
The motion points to the empty center around which it revolves.
This morning, during meditation....a Mother Goose poem from
childhood emerges literally out of nowhere
Simple Simon met a pieman
Going to the fair:
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
"Let me taste your ware."
Say the pieman to Simple Simon,
"Show me first your penny."
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
"Indeed I have not any."
Simple Simon went a-fishing
For to catch a whale:
All the water he had got
Was in his mother's pail.
Inner voice tells me, "Forget grandiose fantasies and pay
attention to all the small details today. See what's hidden
deep within what's taken for granted"
Thank you, Jed :)
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Re: "A Truce With Maya"
By: Jed McKenna Date: June 27, 2019, 12:37 am
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... an thank you my dear...
#Post#: 38554--------------------------------------------------
Re: "A Truce With Maya"
By: Death_by_SallyD Date: June 27, 2019, 11:04 am
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Layers of detail yesterday, all of which were a treasure trove
of depth/intricacy when delved into (body-breathing is the plumb
line). This went swimmingly until I ended up at parents’
orientation meeting for my daughter, who’ll be a freshman in
college. I couldn’t penetrate my aversion to administrative
meetings like this. My boredom was insurmountable…and that’s on
me.
This a.m. gazing into darkness behind closed eyes, looking for
“sudden onset of strange” more easily available in hypnagogic
space. I’m suddenly on the carpeted stairwell leading to the
2nd floor…and watch as a yellow/orange box of Arm and Hammer
baking soda trundles, like a toddler, up the stairs all by
itself. Then I survey my body lying in bed, which dilates to
become this transparent expanse within which a foggy, snow
draped Siberian forest stretches out…with small rolls of
discomfort along my skin giving rise to various topographic
features…such as a berm of snow punctuated by an akimbo
barb-wire fence next to the tree line. *click* The fog clears,
my body disappears and I’m looking at a sloping foothill,
incline to the right bordered by dark moutains dappled with dark
green alpine conifers. The sky is rich, dark gray
clouds….beckoning…….beckoning.
#Post#: 38557--------------------------------------------------
Re: "A Truce With Maya"
By: Jed McKenna Date: June 27, 2019, 11:28 pm
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You took me there, and admin... it smells of cowards, automatons
and lost souls.
Just sayin.....
Love ya. Jed.
#Post#: 38558--------------------------------------------------
Re: "A Truce With Maya"
By: Death_by_SallyD Date: June 28, 2019, 5:44 am
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Of which I am all three...at least on the superficial, cowardly,
automated, lost soul level of my existence. Thus, the vision.
Thus, the addiction. Thus, the fair warning (for which, I thank
you!). Pleasure oblivion. It's exactly why I am here, I'm sure.
To learn how to love my addiction...without succumbing to it,
whole-sale. To over see. To not get seduced and lost in a
lure. Or to get seduced and lost in a lure, yet to see the
whole of it? Yeesh...IDK. I..don't...know. ??? There's a
feeling of gravity? And yet, the impetus to not take anything
seriously, to see the truth of the entertainment value of the
whole production. Which requires over sight. It's
like....."Seriously. Don't take ANYTHING seriously. No...I'm
serious. Ya feel?" :D How to bring all this together.....grand
unification. ??? ??? ???
Jesus, am I ever in the right place.
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