the water comes down like a curtain thrown from the top of the mountain. It does not seem to come down swiftly, as you might expect; it seems to come down very slowly because of the distance. And the water does not come down as one stream, but is separated into many tiny streams. From a distance it looks like a curtain. And I thought it must be very difficult for each drop of water to come down from the top of such a high mountain. It takes time, you know, a long time, for the water finally to reach the bottom of the waterfall. And it seems to me, that our human life may be like this. We have many difficult experiences in our life. But at the same time, I thought, the water was not originally separated, but was one whole river. Only when it is separated does it have some difficulty in falling…after we are separated by birth from this oneness, as the water falling from the waterfall is separated by the wind and rocks, then we have feeling. You have difficulty because you have feeling, you attach to the feeling you have without knowing just how this kind of feeling is created. When you do not realize that you are one with the river, or one with the universe, you have fear. Whether it is separated into drops or not, water is water. Our life and death are the same thing. When we realize this fact we have no fear of death anymore, and we have no actual difficulty in our life.
Originally posted by bringthelight
Realizing that you haven't been living in the moment is the first step. What you have done in the past means NOTHING. It doesn't exist. Whats amazing about our minds is we have the ability to completely reset. You have realized that you were more peaceful and in the moment at a certain time and the only thing holding you back, is thinking you don't have the ability to get back there.
Let me tell you right now, you can always come back to the present moment. Its literally all we have. Any time you have these feelings of anxiety brought on by dwelling in the past, observe your belly and breathe. You are putting your energy and thoughts into an illusion. Breathe deep and let it all fade away. Its not easy and it takes practice, but things will start to click and you will be amazed at some of the epiphanies and revelations you will have.
If you have any more questions or would like to talk to me privately, u2u me and I would be glad to help
No one was quick with a question, no matter how important, and no one was pressed for an answer. A pause giving time for thought was the truly courteous way of beginning and conducting a conversation.
--Chief Luther Standing Bear
Originally posted by odi_gid_niria
I know this sounds silly but my depression is characterized by fearing what other people think and may do in the future to me based on my past. I feel highly threatened by others constantly.
Originally posted by steven barnes
reply to post by carole9999
Aren't anti-depressants containing chemicals which will induce dopamine effects which will cause you to feel happy even though you have all these thoughts of things you are confused about and hung up on, surely this won't really make these problems go away when this feeling of happyness is induced from nothing. Although i suppose your thoughts change when you feel certain emotions as it's inherent the relationship between your bodies reactions to external reality and emotions, but still don't you think this will cause an effect that will make you not really deal with what you were angry about and understand it thus making more confusion?
Most strikingly, the Piraha are unable to count. Not only do they have no words for numbers, their language also lacks any quantifiers such as "many", "some", or "all". Even more amazing, they apparently are incapable of even learning to count. Despite eight months of sustained efforts, speech pathologist Peter Gordon failed to teach them, even with the Piraha's enthusiastic cooperation. They cannot mimic a series of knocks because they cannot keep count of how many there have been
There is simply no verbal way to fix an event at a specific point in the past or future, for Piraha doesn't have words for tomorrow, yesterday, next month, or last year. The sentence, "Let us meet here in three days"—or even, "Let us meet here tomorrow"—is inexpressible in Piraha. Piraha has only twelve time words at all, such as day, night, full moon, high water, low water, already, now, early morning, and another day. None of them allow the establishment of a time line. Accordingly, the Piraha have no sense of history, no stories that reach back before living memory, and no creation myths. "Pirahas say, when pressed about creation, for example, simply 'Everything is the same', meaning nothing changes, nothing is created."
The Piraha similarly abstain from projection into the future, sharing with other hunter-gatherers the nonchalance and disdain for food storage described in Chapter One. They are aware of food storage methods such as drying, salting, and so forth, but only use these techniques to make items for barter. For themselves they store no food, explaining to Everett, "I store meat in the belly of my brother". In other words, says Everett, "They share with those who need meat, never storing for the future." A further level of interpretation of this statement is also possible, however: taken literally, it suggests a different conception of self-interest and therefore a different conception of self. To help another is to help oneself. We are not separate.
Like other hunter-gatherers, the Piraha have few material possessions, and those they do possess are very impermanent: baskets that last a day or two, dwellings that last until the next storm. Their material culture makes no provision for security in the future, no provision for progress, betterment, or accumulation.
A university student while visiting Gasan asked him: "Have you ever read the Christian Bible?"
"No, read it to me," said Gasan.
The student opened the Bible and read from St. Matthew: "And why take ye thought for rainment? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow. They toil not, neither do they spin, and yet I say unto you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these... Take therefore no thought for the morrow, for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself."
Gasan said: "Whoever uttered those words I consider an enlightened man."
The student continued reading: "Ask and it shall be given you, seek and ye shall find, knock and it shall be opened unto you. For everyone that asketh receiveth, and he that seeketh findeth, and to him that knocketh, it shall be opened."
Gasan remarked: "That is excellent. Whoever said that is not far from Buddhahood."
The ultimate and perhaps most significant conversion of reality into numbers is the measurement of time. Clocks do to time what name and number do to the material world: they reduce it, make it finite. And what is time, but life itself? Time is experience, process, the flow of being. By measuring time, by converting it into numbers, we rob it of its infinitude and uniqueness in precisely the same way that nouns and numbers reduce the physical world. Time measurement turns a succession of unique moments into just so many seconds, minutes, and hours, and denies the particularity of each person's subjective experience of them.
To be punctual is the onus of a slave toward a master or a subject toward a king. Today we are all subject to schedules imposed by the machine requirements of precision, regularity, and standardization. We think of machines as our servants, but our constant rush to be on time says otherwise.
Immersed in linear time measurement, it is hard to appreciate the audacity of dividing up the day into standard units, manmade hours, minutes, and seconds, that are deliberately unconnected to natural processes and therefore "objective." The idea, to paraphrase Thomas Pynchon, that every second is of equal length and irrevocable is only as recent as the clock.ii Or as Paul Campos puts it, "Until very recently there was no such thing as '6:17 a.m.'"iii
The clock translates heavenly movement into earthly routine. Time measurement profoundly accelerated human separation from nature.
Originally posted by chiponbothshoulders
It is amazing how the world seems to be intentionally "arranged" in such a way as to keep you from enjoying the "now".
I believe it is intentional,it is a way to steal your true power away,to rush you and distract you so you cannot focus on the fact that nothing really means anything at all,not here anyway.
We are manipulated by fear,we fear what the future will bring,we fear something that does not yet exist.
We are manipulated with our past,with records of mistakes kept by more powerful entities than us to suppress our potential in dealing with the future that we fear.
The past and the future mean nothing,there is only now.
The sheep love the fear and anxiety.