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Dan Siegel’s Healthy Mind Platter: He’s So Good, I Want to Eat Him Up | into the park
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Contemplation in the space between. Dan Siegel’s Healthy Mind Platter: He’s So Good, I Want to Eat Him Up. July 24, 2011. Okay, maybe not really. But I’m getting pretty excited. I keep coming across the same kinds of ideas and practices in different places. It feels like some kind of convergence, or the dawning of the age of Aquarius. From Tara Brach’s podcasts. On insight meditation to Gabor Mate’s books and lectures. It’s like a chiropractor visit for the human species. Basically, the mind and the body...
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easter beats (poem) | into the park
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Contemplation in the space between. April 3, 2015. 1 Cracks open like an egg and makes faces at you –. A sinister rabbit and the dangling limbs of the lamb. The lamb whose blood expunges the sin. The sin that chocolate gives you in. The in, the out, the constant spin. Spinning the gold that bends until it’s cold. It’s cold, Easter morning, usually. I hate the pastels sheathing the goosebumps,. The pouts shining with sugar. That dead. Feeling, when you’ve ripped off the head of. And white, uncrackable.
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“Happiness is the Truth” | into the park
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Contemplation in the space between. 8220;Happiness is the Truth”. March 25, 2015. How to be happy. The Thing About Happy People. People who are truly happy are not smug, self-satisfied, complacent. They are not hoarders of happiness. They don’t own it. It’s not guarded territory. Acting without trying, being without striving. Happiness does not diet. Sometimes I am very jealous of Happy People. Why are they so damn happy? Happiness, a Privilege? That is: I am scared to let go and be happy. I am wary that...
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Yoga Jealousy | into the park
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Contemplation in the space between. July 19, 2015. In yoga class, the lady in front of me can stretch her leg up in the air and close to her ear, performing Bird of Paradise like she’s got feathers or something. She folds over her outstretched legs and touches the ground. She manages a bind I struggle to find. Her balance is impeccable, and I am quivering, falling, and – yes, shooting her mean looks. I am full of judgment. Of myself and others. Totally. Taking Notice of My Ego. What am I wanting? The wor...
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enter through (poem) | into the park
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Contemplation in the space between. March 25, 2015. This is not the age of feathered pens or sticky keys or even. The dictaphone whirring, the stubby chunk of a well-rubbed. Pink eraser. The over-dub of the record, hieroglyphic inking,. Tinkering under Sumerian sun into the soft, hot brick. Words. Transmuted through the hands and cast into stone document. This is not that time. Literature’s manual labor has. Evaporated in the ether which itself. Has traded places with higgs boson, another. Maybe hungry, ...
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What to Do With My Life | into the park
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Contemplation in the space between. What to Do With My Life. June 9, 2015. My internal struggle has ALWAYS been: What To Do With My Life. Since I can remember practicing plays at 3 years old, I remember feeling that I was Called by God and that my duty was to measure up to this by using my talents for good, making the most of my life, not wasting anything given to me, and becoming the Amazing Person I’d been set up to be. But I didn’t really know what to go for. What the right thing was. Other moments, I...
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Meditating | into the park
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Contemplation in the space between. May 3, 2015. Meditating. Staring at the scraggly dandelion spiking up from the grass, one the kids missed in their efforts to fulfill the chore given to them of scissoring away all the dandelions and weeds in the front yard. I think about accepting what is, letting go of what is not, a line from the Tao te Ching that I’ve often included in my daily prayers/meditations and used to calm my various anxieties and griefs. I sit like the Buddha,. I walk like Lao-tzu,. Can...
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Heading for the Hills | into the park
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Contemplation in the space between. Heading for the Hills. June 18, 2015. I remember watching myself cry. In the mirror, the blue tears crowd. My lashes, dive. Devastated, fascinated by. Erupting with the cold rough scrape. Of an earthquake birthing a mountain, the tough. Break of the landscape as you know it, paths. Stirred and fir trees, green. As faith, shaken. From the mirror, thin. On my slim trailer door, I followed. My own gaze; without flinching. Or fighting, I watched. What to Do With My Life.
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Live the Life You Love? Is that Right? | into the park
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Contemplation in the space between. Live the Life You Love? July 18, 2015. I’m sure somewhere someone has written a thesis paper on the conversation that takes on our cars – you know, the way we talk to each other through bumper stickers. Many of them say, plainly, “this is my identity,” “this is something I like,” or “I support x.”. Some bumper stickers arouse anger, others a chortle, rolled eyes, disgust. I mean, there’s a lot to analyze here, right? Of course, no one really wins this battle, and neith...
