I learned long ago that there is no one and only true path to conscious communion with spirit. As we are each individual expressions of the one God, we are here to create our own paths of expression. So you know you have to pick up all of these tiny bits and pieces along the way and use what works for you.
My mother and father they are, and were prospectively, gardeners. For them the communion with the earth provided a sense of grounding and brought them close to God.
And me, well I’ve tried it all, or a lot of it anyway, but learned to take what works for me and to let the rest go. I’m about done with the book. My favorite thing, my best new trick for quieting the mind, found in this book is: Conchita!
In this trestle devoted to helping one learn to still the mind, bringing all of those milliards of contrasting thoughts into one balanced note (our age old struggle) Singer, in an attempt to have the reader understand that we are slaves to the incessant thoughts that arise dreaming of problems for the future, while still rehashing ones of our pasts, gives this suggestion: Think about all of the things that your mind comes up with at any given moment.
He uses this example: You are going out with your girlfriend, she is late arriving to pick you up, you have not heard from her and so the dialogue begins. She’s late, she’s probably not coming. I bet she wants to dump me. Oh no, maybe she’s out with that guy from her office. She has NOT CALLED. If she does decide to call, don’t answer that phone! She calls, you answer. She has a flat tire, left the cell, is so sorry because she was planning an anniversary dinner (you did not even know you had an anniversary today) she’s on her way. She’s the BEST! I’m so lucky, I love her.
Did you hear all that? Now, I don’t know about you, but I have been there time and time again. Shoot my monkey brain is at it as I write! We feed into our uncontrolled thoughts, they hurdle down a slippery slope and we go right down with them.
His suggestion is to imagine that voice speaking in your head being embodied. And now this embodied, ever chatty, always going back and forth with advice is your roommate. Would you want to live with her?
Thus Conchita was born today. And for someone who just arrived, this girl has a big ol mouth, she’s happy and angry, sad and joyful, hot and cold, up and down, and in and out. And, all of that can happen within the span of minutes.
The advice is let them have at it, these voices of content and discontent, just don’t feed it. Let your roommate run amuck, watch them closely and understand who is watching. Notice that who you are is the observer always steady, allowing this energy to burn off with the knowledge that it is fleeting.
Well I watched. I don’t think I did too well in not feeding it, but I sure as hell let her rip. She exhausted me today, but I did NOT attempt to block her! The idea is to cleanse, let it go, not to hold it inside. There were times that she literally had me cracking up, she’s a crazy chick. Oh and she speaks Spanish, really fast and really loud….I kind of envy her a bit, the Spanish speaking part.
All in all I found that, stepping back and letting her go kind of exhausted her too…she’s quiet tonight, maybe we will both get some rest.
Today I am thankful for the use of another tool in the ol toolbox. Discovering a fun way to lay back and take a look at yourself offers you an honest look at all of your silly hang ups!
Lifeis: About bringing all the tiny little pieces together, uniting them as one.