Getting out of your own way

Often the best art comes when we get out of our own ways. When we allow the spirit to write its own passages and to be its own creator. Yet… how could this be the case?
This is the hardest thing to do and to accept. Our sense of self seems to create the things that we see in front of us, but where does it really come from? The art, the ideas, the music, the life.

From where it comes is the most truthful source. Getting in touch with this source only requires that you feel into it, and get out of your own way in doing so.

Liberating, scary, relentless, brilliant… Sounds like life to me.

As a practice or meditation, try following the flow back to its source, and see what you notice about the details of your interactions with life as you do continue to do so.


-Ben

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Listen to your body

Most of us realise by now that the body and mind are connected. They are reflections of each-others state. If the body is hunched over and the head looking up towards the horizon at all times, you’re going to feel quite ‘deflated’. If you are constantly thinking all of the time, then your body’s attitude is going to reflect this with a disconnect from the legs, and an ungrounded nervous energy.

Meditations of all kinds help us to observe these phenomena. In the thick of it, it is hard to realise one’s own dis-ease.

Through meditations we can observe the thoughts that are arising… Our spirit’s ‘Calling’ if you will. Through these realisations we can align our practices to reflect these callings in the physical world, the world of the body.
The same can be said of physical meditations. Mindful stretching and Yogic methods help us to connect with the callings of the body, in order that we can align ourselves literally to a more subtle and efficient degree.

Both meditations when practiced become extremely gratifying, and even beautiful. Healing one’s own uneasiness is often only a practice of listening, and then right action presents itself naturally.

Fear of stopping is largely what gets in the way. Stopping the thought process where often most of us spend the vast majority of our time means a death of that place. Yet it is this place that is causing us to disconnect from our natural states.
In order to get back in touch with that from which we have separated ourselves, we must listen carefully.

When one begins to listen: Patterns of thought emerge. Patterns of feeling are realised, and instinct begins to realign itself with its natural state.

If lost… Watch the mind. Listen to the spirit.
If unfeeling… Listen to the body.

Most of all trust what arises. Ones own path does not lie, and will make itself heard eventually, regardless.

What arises does so from stillness, and it is here from which we can see most clearly.


-Ben

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Gloom

Cold winds found in the evening,
In the gloom.

Frowns, Curled up faces
Scattered in lay-by’s,

Glittered in malice
and fantasy.

Cold layers of days depleting
Diminished hope.

Given away for
Distractions.

So it is
Under the shadow of seasons change

Heat moves away
And cold kills kindness,

Yet love is so much warmer.

Under the long hours,
Painful trains and travelling

A smile’s bright sight brings a joyful delight.

A fiery hearts head-start
Under winter ash before the sunrise

Over the valley
Of icy silence.

 

Tunnel of Fate

Biting the sides of gums until they bleed,
Barely breathing.
My knees are tapping like a Royal rodent’s limp.

Stiff backed rage tries to leave
My lips,
Tether them together
And simply simply stare red-eyed

Into the tunnel of fate

To seethe production, redemption from regular habit;
Parallel disassociation that blends
Like a thick painful smoke
That kin breathe together.

My legs would take me away for the horizon,
In green where winds blow smooth and wild,
Carrying blessings through blossomed doors from open hearts.

The world would seem a little less Grey that day…
A stream of water to be,
No more volcanoes.

The Truth

Act,
React,
Where’s the fine line of truth in-between
The walls of the seed of decision
That separates the large from the lean
The buildings from the trees,
Where creativity was born.

No man is an island…

Looking for womb
In natural alcohols
Pollutants in disguise as progress or necessity,
In truth
Let it rest, let it be
Nothing can hide for long.

What is truth?

Truth is what you need,
Not what you want,
The line is fine;
Mostly hypnotised .

A moment happens to all,
Not eventually,
Eternity.
Even if it be in the time of our passing,

Although never found,
Always realised.


-Ben

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Book of the Day #8: The Richest Man in Babylon

IMG_0484.jpgWritten by George Samuel Clason. Based in the Persian city of Babylon: This book tells entertaining parables full of ancient knowledge as to the psychological secrets of accumulating and managing wealth; and it’s wisdom spreads to far more than just economic and material wealth.

In equal parts entertaining and informative, this book is recommended by multiple contemporary economic giants such as Warren Buffet and Forbes Magazine.

In it’s simplicity lies complexity, for it lays out through it’s  stories the underlying principles behind the secrets of wealth vs poverty. One can also take a philosophy as to how to manage oneself.

An entry from wikipedia exponents: ‘George S. Clason here gives a historical overview of Babylon, noting that although “its very name conjures visions of wealth and splendor” that the city itself was located next to the EuphratesRiver “in a flat, arid valley. It had no forests, no mines–not even stone for building. It was not even located upon a natural trade-route. The rainfall was insufficient to raise crops. Babylon is an outstanding example of man’s ability to achieve great objectives, using whatever means are at his disposal. All of the resources supporting this large city were man-developed. All of its riches were man-made.” ‘

A small, but indispensable classic. Definitely worth a read for anyone interested in the principles behind wealth in all of it’s forms.


-Ben

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