Constant thoughts, constant distractions; wired on adrenaline. Some of us are driven to madness by the constant dopamine rush, the need for more. Alan Watts brings us a remedy to that via trains of thought like no other.
A man gifted with his words, the likes of which the world has never seen before: Alan brings us a refreshing perspective on the nature of life, the universe, and everything in his own signature humorous manner..
A small book, it could easily be read in a day. However Alan’s words will undoubtedly take you to places that you have never been before. Revelation after revelation will take time to digest, and there is no better man to take on that journey than Mr Watts himself.
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When our joints start grinding
On nights I tend to wander.
My joints didn’t used to hurt of bending
Grinding, grinding, every day
Things I used to say,
Now I’m telling
To kids who nod and hear me
But don’t listen to a thing
You stare at yourself
The mirror is shining you back
Stubble and broader shoulders
Frame you in a way unfamiliar
Like sitting in a carriage
Full of strangers
Realising that you are one of them
Advice I was given
till Cliche’s became real one day
At the other end of a candle
Time is burning away
and I haven’t shown my light yet.
But at 12 I was only 12 and planning my future
at 30 I’ll be working for play
and Maybe I’ll play till I work
but I’ll be too old for that
And no, I’ll say,
I’m only getting started
The days of being old have never begun
nor never departed
I do what I do because I do feel like doing it
Your words are your own
So keep on doing it
What you say
Is what you have to say
but I want to hear what
has to say
because they have it
They’re all on their tracks
There’s no cover for it
Even with a sugar coat
It’s the meaning and
Time’s floating away with substance running out
Wandering about my joints now
I listened to them
they say take the main-stance and time will take you
He nodded, I listened.
That was the time I washed through my stance firmly
and found myself joined in the warm fluid
Skills within Skills within Skills. They are progressive, they are meticulous. A conscientious individual will find themselves with more than they came for if one continuous to practice in this way.
My Sifu once told me: ‘When you practice one technique, you are practicing them all’.
This is true of any skill. When you are learning a skill correctly, developing yourself in this area of your life, it has a cascading ripple effect onto the other areas of your life.
The approach that I have taken recently has been one of the slow and diligent learning of each individual technique that is presented to me to learn. Take the time to get each one perfect.
For example, my foremost martial art is Practical Wing Chun Kung Fu. During training, the temptation is to try and learn the most fancy and complex move possible. First and foremost this is because it looks cool, and feels ninja’y. However, those in class who really flourish at the martial art are those who take the time to practice the basics as if they were the end goal. They practice them as if they were hallowed, perfecting each tiny adjustment in order to have great structure and great power generation. They always are in the perfect shape and the advantageous position.
This approach to learning yields results. I would invite you to give it a try… To learn your piano scales as if they were the handling of a baby. As if each note required precision and great care; perfectly placed
This may take a week of practicing for 1-2 hours a day, but you continue in your daily practice once or twice a day when you have the chance, and you will get to a point of proficiency and ease. The scales will be in your hands. Now it is time for you to practice faster. When you get a note wrong, then you slow down a bit and work with mindfulness of this structural weakness in your skill… When you get it flowing with ease, you may speed it up more.
Then you move on to the next progression from the scale and apply the former into your music… Musical progressions.
‘Practice does not make perfect. Only perfect practice perfect.’ – Vince Lombardi
Light and grounded
Floor and emptiness
More can be said of nothing and something
than each of one another
lengthen the short
to shorten the long
feelings knew all along
they swam in the waves given them
moulding paths and shapes
each moulding one another
The mind takes view
it carves out a separation
makes one into two and 3 into 4
fixing problems, creating more two’s
until too many to hold
all collapse into each other
Feeling need of one and other
the shapeless circle continues
not fighting a mind for knowing
for there is nothing to know
and no mind to know it.