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Wednesday, September 13, 2017
Dead Combo, Rui Palha
Jiddu Krishnamurti , Hope and Faith
so.....:-)
on unhappiness:diary note
it is a matter of the weather inside.
and it is a matter of choice for periods of time-
i am not a very graceful nor truly balanced person though i can be kind, compassionate and give...
in a certain love relationship i tend to feel
completely lost.
maybe i prefer to make myself unhappy than to follow perspectives creating more and more circles of hurtful situations, feelings, emotions and incidents possibly leading to final catastrophe and bitterness. hurtful for two.
maybe it can be more honest to say that i prefer to hurt me than to get hurt.
and don't want to cause prolonged and repeated pain for another.
my feeling, my heart does not agree, but thought, instinct and vision imprison me
so much that i feel i need to break out:
i feel unwell either way. i feel not well, and i only see a chance for peace alone.
it costs ...blood.
though i am gone i am here.
though i am here i have gone.
this is the waiting room of presence.
sleep and birds
these eyes, a hawk,
penetrant , beautiful
penetrant , beautiful
cruel golden clearness
dying they open
a gate of beauty,
invitation and question
the sheer intensity
of this moment
haunting my nights
for months and months
my dreams which i
rarely met, broken at
night, each night,
until the weight lifted
and release entered
in a month of spring
now another place
in my nights, a soul
i miss but cannot
be near, as if i lost
my own. waking dreams,
never gliding across
the hills as the sun does,
stopping there i wake
to get up and see
i cannot sleep. there is
a hole beyond the
horizon, and it is inside
i don't go there,
i cannot, limping
i return to survive, awake
i am my question
and so you are ,
as you have been
i don't know question
nor answer, i see fear
and cannot bed my head
on this restless sea
as birds can do:
they sleep.
do birds know songs
like love-or are they-
maybe-just this, like roses?
Quotes, Healing and the Reality of Death , CHÖGYAM TRUNGPA RINPOCHE|
Healing and the Reality of Death
"In discussing sickness, whether physical or mental, we should recognize the importance of our sense of survival. We want to survive, and when we talk about healing, we are talking about how to survive. Viewed from another angle, our strategy of survival is the pattern of our reaction to the fact of death.
One’s attitude toward death is central to any healing process. Although it is frequently ignored it is always in the background. No one actually wants to face the possibility of death, or even the idea of death. Even a mild sickness points to the possibility of nothingness: we might lose control of our physical or mental situation; we might become lost in mid-air. Facing the fear of loss will not exactly solve the problem, but, to begin with, the problem should at least be faced.
When we are willing to acknowledge what is really happening, we pick up spirit, or buoyancy. One could even go so far as to say that by such acknowledgment some kind of sanity develops. So I think it is very important to present the possibility to people that they might have to face some kind of loss, some sense of bewilderment. The healer should encourage people who are sick to confront their uncertainty. Such open communication will allow a real meeting to take place, an honest relationship."
"People tend to feel that their particular sickness is something special, that they are the only person with such an illness. But in fact, their illness is not so special—nor so terrible. It is a question of acknowledging that we are born alone and that we die alone, but that it is still okay. There is nothing particularly terrible or special about it."
"Disease is a direct message to develop a proper attitude of mindfulness: we should be more intelligent about ourselves. Our minds and bodies are both very immediate. You alone know how your body feels. No one else cares; no one else can know but you. So there is a natural wakefulness about what is good for you and what is not. You can respond intelligently to your body by paying attention to your state of mind."
"We view our desire to get rid of disease as a desire to live. But instead it is often just the opposite: it is an attempt to avoid life. Although we seemingly want to be alive, in fact we simply want to avoid intensity. It is an ironic twist: we actually want to be healed in order to avoid life. So the hope for cure is a big lie; it is the biggest conspiracy of all."
"The role of the healer is not just to cure the disease; it is to cut through the tendency to see disease as an external threat. By providing companionship and some kind of sympathy, the healer creates a suggestion of health or underlying sanity, which then undermines naive conceptions of disease. The healer deals with the mishandling of the gaps that occur in one’s life, with one’s losses of spirit."
"If the patient feels terrible, the healer picks up that sense of the patient’s wretchedness: for a moment he feels more or less the same, as if he himself were sick. For a moment the two are not separate and a sense of authenticity takes place.
From the patient’s point of view, that is precisely what is needed: someone acknowledges his existence and the fact that he needs help very badly. Someone actually sees through his sickness. The healing process can then begin to take place in the patient’s state of being, because he realizes that someone has communicated with him completely. There has been a mutual glimpse of common ground. The psychological underpinning of the sickness then begins to come apart, to dissolve."
"When there is that kind of openness, the healer does not have to solve a person’s problem completely. The approach of trying to repair everything has always been a problem in the past; such an approach creates a successive string of cures and deceptions, which seem to go hand in hand. Once the basic fear is acknowledged, continuing with the treatment becomes very easy.
And finally, what do we mean when we say that a patient has been healed? To be healed, ironically, means that a person is no longer embarrassed by life; he or she is able to face death without resentment or expectation."
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