I dust off my ideas about meditation when times get tough. Times have been tough a lot these last few years. Well, decade. But one day at a time I manage to make it through until I can get some sleep and dream about better things. Maybe it is our need to dream that fuels our knowledge of the supernatural and or extra dimensional. Where do dreams come from? Let me see, I had a dream about that once....
I really think dreams are a completing of what the perceptions of the day bring to us. I think dreams serve as a chemical rinse to the neurons in a way resetting circuits and pathways. I think they serve a psychological function of completing the circle of reasoning and perhaps wish fulfillment. Negative dreams may actually result from physical or emotional disturbances. I don't believe that dreams states put me in touch with external realities other than whats within my own mind.
Mind is the summation of sensation and perception and cognition. These are off the cuff words I am hanging on some abstract concepts and not really meant as a definitive academic form of investigation. Personally I gain more from insight these days than from reading. I do have on the shelf books like Zen Guitar, Opening the Hand of Thought and Zen Training. I am just too preoccupied to begin any of that until recently. Those books have been sitting there for years.
I am seemingly lazy and I love to dream. I wanted to study dreams when I graduated from high school but that dream never did come true as a vocation. Now as a hobby I study things like cognition and dreaming and I do ponder these things when I need to slow things down.
I also like space music like hos.com and www.di.fm/spacemusic. I listen to that a lot on iTunes and on my favorite old style radio station redriverradio.org which streams their audio signal as do many radio stations these days. It is interesting that "new age" music has stuck around and grown as much as it has. I mean since Eno did Music for Airports in what year, in 1978 or something? That has been over three decades of space music. It is so simple it is hard to tell most artists apart. But the spirit of the music endures, kind of like a cosmic bluegrass.
I mediate in bad posture and my breathing limps along to the irregular beating of my stone heart! No. I am just suffering from the heat and humidity of the South. Luckily there is central air where I live. I have been having so much fun lately I forget to diet and exercise regularly. I forget to meditate and even forget to brush my hair. These next few years I plan to set some achievable goals and stick to them this time! Hey, I am not superman here. Quite the contrary you will find if you know me. But I am not a complete lame-o either. I mean, so I swear easily and mostly hate physical exercise now, but I have been that way for a decade. Meditation, diet and a brisk walk or two everyday should be enough to keep me fit. That's my hypothesis. My plan of action is to begin again, as always the simple ancient wisdom of allowing myself to just start over once again.
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