Really Short Stories: ‘The River Sings. Listen.’

Verdant green forests, craggy white mountains, gurgling rivers and roaring seas.  Who would not be tempted to explore these?  He set out with empty hands and a heart filled with wonder at what lay before him. Every step a sacred communion.  Every breath in - one of joy.  Every breath out - a reverent sigh. … Continue reading Really Short Stories: ‘The River Sings. Listen.’

Beyond All Excuses

Sometimes the obvious is the last to be seen. Take the case of our favorite scapegoats.  No, you would not see them for what they really are.They are so well disguised and rationalized, that it is hard to recognize that they are only our favorite stories of blame. It may be the job that you detest, … Continue reading Beyond All Excuses

The Story of ‘I’

My wise friend, GD, recently contributed a profound post to my friend Aalif’s wonderful blog – ‘The Illusion of Ownership‘. Two lines from this post have such a depth to them, that I have been savoring them ever since I read the post, namely:
One has to believe the illusion of ‘me’
before one can create the illusion of ‘mine’.

Considering these lines together with my own blog post, ‘What are your memories costing you?’, has been a useful contemplation.

To me, what came is that who we consider ourselves to be – is largely the sum of our preferences (and dislikes), strung together with narrative explanations that the mind puts forward for the happenings we experience.

We have invested much in this story of ‘me’, and much of it, is malleable, questionable – a captivating piece of fiction. Well, all of the ‘I’ is a story, but at least this rumination is getting one in touch with the experience of the theoretical knowledge.

I am re-posting my blog here, along with GD’s lines… and inviting you to meditate on both together for yourself.
Would welcome your insights and comments 🙂

Serene Expression

Do we really tell ourselves the stories as they actually happened?

Our cherished memories are often retold in great detail, evoking the same emotions with intensity and recent familiarity. We also listen to the frequent narratives within our families, communities and so on, and with each retelling, the story seems to become more vivid for us.  This occasionally works to our advantage. So remembering a walk at the beach,  replaying the details of the sunset colors, the feel of the sand under your feet, the smell of the ocean breeze and the soothing sound of waves – returns one to a peaceful place.

Similarly, for years, I have associated the cinnamon smell of freshly baked apple pie, with warmth, motherly love and a sunny kitchen.  Whenever I ate apple pie, it gave me opportunity to discuss delicious recollections with whoever happened to be with me at that time.  A beautiful association with…

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Stepping Out of the Cage (With an EFT script)

I have seen that a growing number of people are now weary of playing the role of 'a victim'.  There are many who are willing, able and committed to shifting their perspective to an empowered, evolved approach.  They now wish to reclaim their own power and wholeness. The ‘blame game’ does nothing but make you … Continue reading Stepping Out of the Cage (With an EFT script)