Reflections on the season, finally living in the seasons. This is courtesy of one of my teachers, Diane Sherman, whose journaling courses I find tremendously inspiring....
“Whenever there is pain of any kind--the pain of aggression, grieving, loss, irritation, resentment, jealousy, indigestion, physical pain--if you really look into that, you can find out for yourself that behind the pain there is always something we are attached to. There is always something we're holding on to...
...After a while it seems like almost every moment of your life you're there, at a point where you realize you actually have a choice. You have a choice whether to open or close, whether to hold on or let go, whether to harden or soften...
It requires enormous patience even to be curious enough to look, to investigate. And then when you realize you have a choice, and that there’s actually something there that you’re attached to, it requires great patience to keep going into it. Because you will want to go into denial, to shut down. You’re going to say to yourself, "I don't want to see this." You'll be afraid, because even if you're starting to get close to it, the thought of letting go is usually very frightening. You may feel that you're going to die, or that something is going to die. And you will be right. If you let go, something will die. But it's something that needs to die and you will benefit greatly from its death.
On the other hand, sometimes it's easy to let go. If you make this journey of looking to see if there's something you’re holding on to, often it's going to be just a little thing. Once when I was stuck with something huge, Trungpa Rinpoche gave me some advice. He said, "It's too big; you can't let go of it yet, so practice with the little ones. Just start noticing all the little ways you hold when it’s actually pretty easy and just get the hang of letting go." (Pema Chodron)
Decades of freelancing, moving, new opportunities have prepared me for building a professional and contemplative life in rural upstate New York. A city dweller for years, I have never felt the authentic connection to my true self like I do in a garden, in nature, in the quiet. Opinions expressed are my own; I do not attempt to agree with everything I read and observe. I hope anyone who may chance upon these thoughts will form his/her opinion and do some research to stay informed. Namaste!
Tuesday, December 02, 2014
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