Today feels like
A new start,
As if it’s time
To get ready for something new;
And in order
To do that,
I’ve begun to
Review my plans.
Time to seek
Useful information
About what I need
To go forward from here,
And so, began to consult
My collection of books
And look for
Ways to stimulate the old brain box;
Adventures in brain games
And mathematical self-help tricks,
Along with meditation manuals
And how to handle difficult people;
All of these,
And lest I forget,
Pain management
And mindfulness.
Spring cleaning
Was nothing compared to this!
Only fixing plumbing
And cleaning up messes.
Is this the way to happiness?
I don’t know,
Will have to try
And see what pops up next.
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Friday, July 8, 2011
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Edify: Prescription
Light reflecting
Off the clipboard,
I notice most
When restless or bored;
It surely is
A mighty bright glare,
Catches the eye
Even from a height,
Mind in flight,
Trying to evade
The tedium
Of uninspiring work;
Or is it that?
Or just the mind?
What is mind anyway?
And what’s it go to do?
So many questions
And so few answers;
Oh well, back to mindfulness,
Ouch! Pain in the hands,
Which started up
Quite suddenly,
Pulling the mind
To see what ails;
Turns out
There’s a pain
From shoulder
To finger tips;
Banishing all boredom,
I investigate this,
Slowly wiggling fingers
And shaking arms
In search of relief from the alarm.
Off the clipboard,
I notice most
When restless or bored;
It surely is
A mighty bright glare,
Catches the eye
Even from a height,
Mind in flight,
Trying to evade
The tedium
Of uninspiring work;
Or is it that?
Or just the mind?
What is mind anyway?
And what’s it go to do?
So many questions
And so few answers;
Oh well, back to mindfulness,
Ouch! Pain in the hands,
Which started up
Quite suddenly,
Pulling the mind
To see what ails;
Turns out
There’s a pain
From shoulder
To finger tips;
Banishing all boredom,
I investigate this,
Slowly wiggling fingers
And shaking arms
In search of relief from the alarm.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Edification: Tea Tale
There are
So many
Different kinds
Of tea
It’s difficult
To decide
Which one
To brew;
Each one
Seems equally precious
And so delicious,
Makes me feel ambitious
But can’t drink too much
For various health reasons,
Too much zest
Is not always best,
Yet sitting in stillness
With a cup of it
Can be a meditation
In itself;
Watching the steam
Arising from
The hot black
And savouring the aroma;
Pouring in the milk
And seeing it swirl
As the spoon I twirl
And stir;
These actions alone
Bring the present home
To this brief awareness
That comes and goes.
So many
Different kinds
Of tea
It’s difficult
To decide
Which one
To brew;
Each one
Seems equally precious
And so delicious,
Makes me feel ambitious
But can’t drink too much
For various health reasons,
Too much zest
Is not always best,
Yet sitting in stillness
With a cup of it
Can be a meditation
In itself;
Watching the steam
Arising from
The hot black
And savouring the aroma;
Pouring in the milk
And seeing it swirl
As the spoon I twirl
And stir;
These actions alone
Bring the present home
To this brief awareness
That comes and goes.
Labels:
Happiness,
Mindfulness Meditation,
Practice Journal
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