We’ve forgotten how to be on top of one another, which was once an integral part of our survival as a species. We migrated with little room for sleep, everything we owned on our backs, and now we can’t even sit on the crowded train together. We have lost our way, traveled miles away from the truth. What is the truth? The fact that we need each other. The fact that you choose lonely and really want love is masochistic. Stop killing yourself. Love calls all the missing pieces, reminding each that it is important. The language is love, light, and sound. It is what you feel, what you see, and what you hear. A little noise is not going to hurt you, and a little touch is not going to hurt you. When was the last time you abruptly bumped into yourself and wanted to be with you – that sweet frightening beauty that you are? It is time to remember that you are one with it all. Stop being annoyed by the small things in the mess you have created of your own life. It is okay, we have all made a mess of our lives, and the planet. Together we remember, together we take action. Step one is to remember by waking up, step two is to clean, step three is to ask for help. Change the order if you must. The formula is non-linear. This is all happening too fast to cry. Too fast to cry. Too fast to cry.
You start by taking your breathing into the bottom of your belly, letting it round, and then allowing the air to tip toe out of its own accord, no force from you. Then you close your eyes and try to savor the ease of each breath; allowing yourself to notice the lesson of letting go happening over and over again. We have been taught to compete and work extra hard for everything, but approaching meditation like that impedes progress. You don’t have to race to yourself, and you certainly don’t have to race to peace. Remember that it is already there, hiding underneath, not even hiding – perhaps waiting is a better word. Learn from your breathing, you don’t have to cling to things to feel complete. In the same way that you let go of each breath with the full trust that another is on the way, let that be an example for your life. Having almost drowned twice I have a sincere appreciation for the air that I can always call upon. You are afraid to die because you love being here, problems and all. Embrace the fact that you love life and all its richness. The roller coaster of experience and the wide-eyed stories you tell, you love it all. Isn’t it true that even the tears feel good when they have been cried? Such sweet emotional release woven into it all. That deep feeling of gratitude for life and air, though taught in a traumatic moment, was a gift to me. Life is a gift to you, and to us all. Enjoy this beautiful day!
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You have to take responsibility for the loneliness you feel by deciding to get over the fear of rejection – the fear of what other people might think about who you are. It is a fear that dissolves with action. What is the action? Even as your heart quivers and your mind races with reasons to honor your self-defense mechanisms, you must push through and reach out to connect. There are people your heart is calling you to meet, to be around, to grow with and learn from, recognize that and act from that space. Remember that your life in this body is extremely short, so don’t waste your time with the almost of anything. Don’t sit there and imagine so much that you almost know what it’s like to have an experience, no – go forth and have that experience and grow from it. Don’t settle for imagining what its like to be with a group you want to be around. Get up, and go be around them, or him, or her and shake off the shackles of loneliness that you feel. Loneliness is an illusion created by a complex mind that has forgotten the interbeingness of all things. Truly, we are never alone, even the air knows your there. Have a great day!
You think it is on your time, but it is on its own time. You think its responding to your words, but even your voice is a fruit on its tree. What is it that you own? The final taker reminds you that even bodies are borrowed. Knowing this, where is the rush? Where is the hour? Gone so quick. My friend, there is no such thing as rush hour. Can you see between these words? Find a space between what society told you is happening, and what you actually observe from your state of centered awareness. What is more real than the labels we have put on things, is our idea of such things and how we use our thoughts to take action, however unclear. Believing in rush hour makes you rush angrily to your destination, but it is not the hour that causes frustration, nor is it the people. On some level you recognize the absurdity of it all, and you don’t see a way out of the collective madness we’ve sewn. Thousands of people racing to jobs many of them hate, just to eat and survive. Madness where groups of people are packed so tight that they almost squeeze through each other, and yet still they fight even harder to not see each other and how alike their struggles actually are. What a comedy, I can smell your shampoo, but nope I can’t see you. It is clear to see the ridiculousness of our idea of separation and how it manifests in such moments. Will you take five minutes before starting the “rush” of the day to get clear, or is the race to the race more worthy of your attention? If you chose to run, why then complain that the feet tire? Tired feet are a part of such a race, and so is a tired mind. Try it a little differently in your heart today. Step into the present moment and see a soul inside a stranger, and feel as your sense of time slows down. You may not be able to change the collective idea of rush hour, but you can change your internal response to it as you step lively into the gift of this day.
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