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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2019 8:41:14 GMT -5
In mushin the wind stills. There are few if any thoughts. But in a most intriguing convo between Sat and ZD. It was postulated that it is possible to be at peace within the hurricane, in the eye so to speak. How is this possible? Very curious. It's been working on me for months.
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Post by zendancer on Jul 8, 2019 13:41:26 GMT -5
In mushin the wind stills. There are few if any thoughts. But in a most intriguing convo between Sat and ZD. It was postulated that it is possible to be at peace within the hurricane, in the eye so to speak. How is this possible? Very curious. It's been working on me for months. I assume that you meant "In mushin the mind stills." How is it possible to be at peace within the hurricane? All that's necessary is discovering WHAT is at the center of everything. It isn't a "who."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2019 13:58:50 GMT -5
In mushin the wind stills. There are few if any thoughts. But in a most intriguing convo between Sat and ZD. It was postulated that it is possible to be at peace within the hurricane, in the eye so to speak. How is this possible? Very curious. It's been working on me for months. I assume that you meant "In mushin the mind stills." How is it possible to be at peace within the hurricane? All that's necessary is discovering WHAT is at the center of everything. It isn't a "who." I was being metaphorical. Working up my poetic prowess to write another poem about someone on this site. Miasma is a cool word that rhymes with enigma, but left it out of my masterpiece. Not a who or a what -- I AM. But how is a thought even recognized, heard, without some buy into the story it presents of an I thinking this?
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2019 14:57:02 GMT -5
I assume that you meant "In mushin the mind stills." How is it possible to be at peace within the hurricane? All that's necessary is discovering WHAT is at the center of everything. It isn't a "who." I was being metaphorical. Working up my poetic prowess to write another poem about someone on this site. Miasma is a cool word that rhymes with enigma, but left it out of my masterpiece. Not a who or a what -- I AM. But how is a thought even recognized, heard, without some buy into the story it presents of an I thinking this? Is an I thinking this as well?
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Post by stardustpilgrim on Jul 8, 2019 15:39:21 GMT -5
I assume that you meant "In mushin the mind stills." How is it possible to be at peace within the hurricane? All that's necessary is discovering WHAT is at the center of everything. It isn't a "who." I was being metaphorical. Working up my poetic prowess to write another poem about someone on this site. Miasma is a cool word that rhymes with enigma, but left it out of my masterpiece. Not a who or a what -- I AM. But how is a thought even recognized, heard, without some buy into the story it presents of an I thinking this? Was considering a reply to the OP, this is it. Have you ever looked at a crystal ball? It reflects everything, the world surrounding the ball is miniaturized on-to the ball. That's what we are, how we sense. The crystal ball is a barrier (surface) that encompasses everything. So in ourselves, it's easy to mistake what's reflected, in us, for the outside world, but in actuality we only perceive the reflection, not the "real" (exterior) world. We only perceive what constitutes the mind-brain-body. That's why life effects us, the highs and lows, the storms of life. We are FAIAP the storms. Just as the senses reflect the physical world, the *psychological world* is reflected in the crystal ball that constitutes the psychological self, which is not illusory but is ~contained in~ neural connections. Yes, thinking there is a self is illusory, but the basis for what we consider the self, is not illusory. So in a very real sense when we encounter the *storms of life*, situations which displease us (loss of friend or spouse, by death or otherwise, loss of child, it could be thousands of things, but then you wrote the OP), the displeasure is not in the events but in ourselves. We are the storm. That's why the events are disturbing. So then, how to get to the point of not being disturbed? (The eye of the hurricane). You have to find the ~place~ previous to self, and live from there. This is not as easy as it sounds, because we inevitably keep finding *places* that are merely deeper levels of the conditioning. One can come to be able to build stilts whereby one can walk amidst the storms of life, but yet be above the storms. The means? Everybody knows the means, awareness and attention. But self (the conditioning that exists in neural connections) is a tangle which attention and awareness continually get lost in. The journey isn't over until we cease to get lost in the tangle.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2019 15:59:32 GMT -5
I was being metaphorical. Working up my poetic prowess to write another poem about someone on this site. Miasma is a cool word that rhymes with enigma, but left it out of my masterpiece. Not a who or a what -- I AM. But how is a thought even recognized, heard, without some buy into the story it presents of an I thinking this? Was considering a reply to the OP, this is it. Have you ever looked at a crystal ball? It reflects everything, the world surrounding the ball is miniaturized on-to the ball. That's what we are, how we sense. The crystal ball is a barrier (surface) that encompasses everything. So in ourselves, it's easy to mistake what's reflected, in us, for the outside world, but in actuality we only perceive the reflection, not the "real" (exterior) world. We only perceive what constitutes the mind-brain-body. That's why life effects us, the highs and lows, the storms of life. We are FAIAP the storms. Just as the senses reflect the physical world, the *psychological world* is reflected in the crystal ball that constitutes the psychological self, which is not illusory but is ~contained in~ neural connections. Yes, thinking there is a self is illusory, but the basis for what we consider the self, is not illusory. So in a very real sense when we encounter the *storms of life*, situations which displease us (loss of friend or spouse, by death or otherwise, loss of child, it could be thousands of things, but then you wrote the OP), the displeasure is not in the events but in ourselves. We are the storm. That's why the events are disturbing. So then, how to get to the point of not being disturbed? (The eye of the hurricane). You have to find the ~place~ previous to self, and live from there. This is not as easy as it sounds, because we inevitably keep finding *places* that are merely deeper levels of the conditioning. One can come to be able to build stilts whereby one can walk amidst the storms of life, but yet be above the storms. The means? Everybody knows the means, awareness and attention. But self (the conditioning that exists in neural connections) is a tangle which attention and awareness continually get lost in. Difficult, painful situations can be met with surrender, acceptance. I have made space for them. ZD and Sat spoke of peace midst the thought storms that drag us off to "what's not happening." I was curious about that. I find peace when mind stops chattering. Unless I misunderstood, they spoke of peace midst chatter.
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Post by stardustpilgrim on Jul 8, 2019 17:30:14 GMT -5
Was considering a reply to the OP, this is it. Have you ever looked at a crystal ball? It reflects everything, the world surrounding the ball is miniaturized on-to the ball. That's what we are, how we sense. The crystal ball is a barrier (surface) that encompasses everything. So in ourselves, it's easy to mistake what's reflected, in us, for the outside world, but in actuality we only perceive the reflection, not the "real" (exterior) world. We only perceive what constitutes the mind-brain-body. That's why life effects us, the highs and lows, the storms of life. We are FAIAP the storms. Just as the senses reflect the physical world, the *psychological world* is reflected in the crystal ball that constitutes the psychological self, which is not illusory but is ~contained in~ neural connections. Yes, thinking there is a self is illusory, but the basis for what we consider the self, is not illusory. So in a very real sense when we encounter the *storms of life*, situations which displease us (loss of friend or spouse, by death or otherwise, loss of child, it could be thousands of things, but then you wrote the OP), the displeasure is not in the events but in ourselves. We are the storm. That's why the events are disturbing. So then, how to get to the point of not being disturbed? (The eye of the hurricane). You have to find the ~place~ previous to self, and live from there. This is not as easy as it sounds, because we inevitably keep finding *places* that are merely deeper levels of the conditioning. One can come to be able to build stilts whereby one can walk amidst the storms of life, but yet be above the storms. The means? Everybody knows the means, awareness and attention. But self (the conditioning that exists in neural connections) is a tangle which attention and awareness continually get lost in. Difficult, painful situations can be met with surrender, acceptance. I have made space for them. ZD and Sat spoke of peace midst the thought storms that drag us off to "what's not happening." I was curious about that. I find peace when mind stops chattering. Unless I misunderstood, they spoke of peace midst chatter. Yes. I would say that's a result rather than something that can be accomplished.
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