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Angry Mountain

“What are you doing my young friend?”

“Is it not obvious?”

“You are spending considerable energy striking the ground with that shovel. You remind me of an angry mountain about to erupt. Come, sit with me, the garden looks stunning; many varieties of flower sharing one space.”

Slowly, the thuds of the shovel ceased. The young man looked exhausted.

What took you to the point of venting anger on the beloved earth?

“A neighbor.”

“Once again, earthly troubles placed at a neighbors’ door. What did she do?

“She doesn’t get involved except to calm his anger. He is unreasonable, his anger boils when things don’t go his way.”

“Tell me about him.”

“There’s not much to say. He occasionally lives in the house next door. I have no problem with that but wonder if that’s where his lies. He told me about things he’s had; property he owns and how wealthy he is.

When they visit, he expects life to stop accommodate his. It’s like the lord of the manor has arrived.”

The old man laughed to himself and stepped into the flowers.

“See how they move when I walk among them. Nothing I do halts their progress unless I step on one or pull it from the ground. All they need are minerals from the earth, water, air and sunlight. Humans are similar; each have basic needs but perceived unmet, they reach out and search.

Some have more than they need and want more. They don’t wish to see somebody better-off so, they collect and hoard. Do you remember our talk about competition?”

“Where does the anger of one man connect to that?”

“Something in his past has brought about insecurity. He needs to eclipse everybody’s sun because he’s jealous of their daylight. He compares himself to others and sees them as his competition.

Possibly developed from one instance in his life but allowed to go unchecked, it has grown out of proportion. “

“I understand and relate although I don’t identify with anger. I once found myself in a loveless relationship and didn’t realise I substituted it with ‘things.’  Nice cars, holidays, clothes . . . “

“You still do that my friend. Did anybody ever say, ‘be better, do better . . . ‘“?

The young man laughed without humor. “It is a mantra echoing around my mind since my early years.”

“The man next door brings challenges to your ego which reminds you of the mantra. Push it aside my friend and forget about the neighbor. Friendship is not an option so, blow him away with a tender heart like you would a dandelion clock.

Insights from the universe

Several years ago a physiotherapist taught me how to breathe through a pain site.

The most significant area of pain was in my left knee. So, “how on earth do you expect me to do that?” Well, as it turned out, it was not quite as weird as it sounded and after some practice, it started helping relieve some of the pain.

The physio taught a simple form of meditation that I’ve since developed into something far deeper. Jon’s method began with sitting in a comfortable place; eyes closed and focussing on breathing. Deep breath in through the nose, hold the breath briefly and, out through the mouth. After a few of those breaths when you feel relaxed, locate the site of uneasiness with your mind. Don’t think about it, just locate it and then imagine the inward breath going through the pain or discomfort. After a little practice, you will sense the breath entering your body through the place you imagined. It works, give it a go.

The first time I meditated, I felt light, positive and relaxed. I experienced freedom from my thoughts in a real way for the very first time. Of course, I had no idea what was in store once I learned how to really meditate. The deeper I went, I started discovering insights that drove me forward.

I started forming questions, ‘how am I going to rebuild my life?’ Insights came relating to the question. Not direct answers but things I knew I could use. They felt absolutely right and, as it turns out, they were.

This may sound strange but I wasn’t at all surprised at the things I received through meditation even though the true state is a completely blank mind. I have explored meditation through books and articles. Everything I’ve been able to read supports what I’m telling you. The entire process is amazing that’s why I’m sharing it here.

Opening a ‘Portal’

The key to achieving a state to receive insights is through a place of stillness and free from your regular thoughts of the day. Just gently blow your thoughts away with your mind until you have finished meditating. I suppose everybody has a different method. As I am relaxing into the meditation, I allow one key thought or question to float through my mind. Eventually the volume of the thought fades as it goes deeper and deeper into the universe.

It doesn’t need to be earth shattering. A simple question with a little substance will do.

I meditate at my desk with guided meditations from YouTube: in the garden, during a mountain bike ride break, any place where nobody will disturb me. As you master the art you become aligned with the present moment. Your mind expands, and a beautiful feeling of peace fills the entire being.

The goal isn’t to control your thoughts;

it’s stopping them from controlling you

The answers to questions begin to form. Sometimes I find myself doing something that didn’t appear to originate from a conscious thought yet I have been moving forward in a positive way. There are other occasions when I sense clear, ‘this is what I need to do,’ messages.

You may wish to argue that a little thinking can produce the same results. I counter that by saying, meditation speeds up the process and brings clarity that ‘on the run’ thinking wouldn’t have presented. Added to that, I feel completely relaxed afterwards.

There are people who teach meditation and most of them are genuine. I couldn’t afford to pay a teacher so I am entirely self-taught. We are all connected to the ‘great all,’ we just have to learn how to tap into it.

Meditation has been life changing, and it is an essential part of my life that I wouldn’t do without. Ten minutes every morning gives me a boost for the day. Sometimes that’s all I do, yet it makes a profound difference.

I hope this has been helpful. Don’t hesitate to message if you would like guidance or have a question or two.

Namasté always,

Steve

Investigating my own experience II

What do you want to be when you grow up? How many times I heard that question from well-meaning relatives I dread to think. For sixteen years I had only vague ideas about my future although I was well aware of my parent’s expectations. Their expectations didn’t match mine, of that I had no doubts.

Thanks to a local youth worker, I did begin to put a couple of plans together. The first was thwarted because they wouldn’t employ people under eighteen and the second similarly so. I would have to wait until at least twenty-one and gain more experience. It doesn’t matter what my goals were although I must say they were nothing outside the ordinary. What did matter was feeling like I had been stuffed into a glass box. I saw well enough but only to look, not to experience.

My family seemed to be getting what they wanted. A son working in local industry, finding a partner, getting married . . . That was their path, not mine and although I had a good time at British Aerospace, I used the opportunity to save toward a few years travelling. The glass box had to go, my path was clear and it was far from traditional or expected. It resulted in estrangement from a family who couldn’t believe that I threw away an amazing job in favour of travelling to ‘who knows where.’

Now here’s where I step right outside the box and I know I am not alone in this. Not that it matters. As a young person I never easily came to terms with the way society ran. Go to school, get a job, find a partner, mortgage, life insurance, family, etc.  I’m not an anarchist and realistic enough to know that at this time, that is the way of the world. Driven by money and controlled by a minority. This used to cause me no end of stress because I saw where I was and it wasn’t where I wanted to be. Change needed to come and I knew I had to be the agent of change, beginning with me. So off I went to unknown shores with an open mind to see what I could discover about people of the world and my place therein.

You can read other instalments of this investigation at Sue Vincent’ Daily Echo and in The Crazy Mind Interview More will follow here . . .

Facebook

Love it or not, Facebook has its uses. I have been using my author page to develop a photo album about issues related to life. Every day on social media I spot something that inspires me to dig deeper. It may be something positive or even negative that somebody is experiencing.

When an issue catches my attention, I search for the related theme and collect up to seven images to create a daily category.

Today, the theme is ‘Hope.’ Take a look, see if anything helps or inspires you.

Namasté

7 images on Hope added today. Hope is that place between what was and what will be. Never give up on it.

Posted by Steve Costello on Thursday, August 31, 2017

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