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give joy

Typed at a concert Enjoying it. Not criticizing.
It is fun that way. It is true that they are not masters and no in tune. I do not mind. I enjoy never te less. If find them at fault Then I am at fault. I am enjoying there discord.
They are playing some dixie like music. Sure well played harmonic music is beautiful.

They invited peole to dance. I was the only one to dance. I danced with silly mood. Pretty in concord with the music. At the end I bowed.

I gave joy to myself.

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In what’s called bad weather

Today – monday 6-3-2017 – I went out again.

I was gone for longer but ran less.

Fresh in memory. Still, not all details will be recalled.

After my run of 3h30 thursday my thighs where painful. That has mostly cleared up. My run/walk of today did not add to that. Good.

The weather is cold and rainy. Did not bother me. Me running in sandals. sometimes avoiding puddles. Doing that until I think “fuck that” and I step in them. Feet get a bit cold.  At home I replaced the wet stinky socks I was wearing with new ones. So much for “fuck that”. The cold did not bother me, but when I got home I had practically no force in my hands. I did not have cold feeling hands but they where cold. So I did not feel the true situation of my hands. Dangerous but useful.

Again my outing – not this message (outing) – was a spiritual exercise. oops need to add detail. The previous post mentions it as a yogic exercise. but I can Just as easily call it by the name of an other spiritual practice. What I practice – not preach – is being open and relaxed.

I put my conscious on my self – purely therapeutic I am a good little boy. you know. My parents raised me well. – with a calm and relaxed but active state (running, walking) and intention. The intention off being open to myself.  Relaxing by putting my calm, and open awareness on the spot.

I shifted my conscious from my head to my feet and hips and shoulder with a semi-automatic shift to whole body . Not hole body.  When my conscious – with relaxed state and also relaxed and opening intention – is on my head. The stress, cramp there goes to my shoulders or my feet. So I have to include them too.  When I want to open the stressed area at the top of my head It can at times be easy to miss it.

 

3 hours and 30 minutes of yoga

I first did yoga. Not elaborate . Lying on my back for some time. Then bending  my knees  again for some time. Still on my back with bent knees putting the knees together and the feet apart for some time. OOps sloppy reporting. No mentioning of anything else doing during those positions. Hoo. I can put that in after the list of positions. en de the positions with the knees spread wide and the feet not.

A bit of depth know. Maybe I should let you find out. After all reading is no substitute for doing. But if I write maybe you will be inspired to do it. Seems like I long shot. Plenty of people bye a book with glorious pictures of nature pictures or art pictures but do not go and visit the photographed sites. How many people go and see the Yellow stone park thousands. Park rangers are worried. Publishing seems to work.

Lying there on my back, on a mat. I let me get some peace there then. Where was my Consciousness then ?  I do not really remember now. It must have been with me. I was not dead

My tradition is to put the focus of my awareness on me. Utterly shellfish me. More particular on my body, or a part of my body. Yes I admit I am preoccupied with my body.

All fine and dandy, but what comes out of putting my attention in me. I read that the father of  Marconi was doing something useless. playing around with radio waves. His mother covered for her son. One day He showed his father usefulness, gaining support from his father after all.

This post is not about him. Back on topic.

When I put my conscious on me I get results. What depends on the intention that goes with it. If I stay calm and put my consciousness on a stressed spot.  That spot becomes calm. When I have a cramp, like in my foot or my calves. My first – automatic – response is what everybody experiences, but I regain my calm . and put my consciousness on the spot (there is something missing here, but I am not sure what ). The cramp goes away gradually. I also use the intention of opening at the spot. T can then access it but something of the stress may spread.  Giving stress to other areas.

Backing up further on to the original topic. I started  with yoga at home. after that I ran for 3  hours and 30 minutes. Of which the first 2 hours where non-stop. When I run I put my consciousness on my body and on my surroundings.

Yoga for more than 3 hours.

It improves my performance.

I have stress at the top of my head. When I open that on the run. It negatively affects the run. It’s like opening the sewers in my head.  I manage not to make it worse, not to add to it. The fallout gives ma bit of stiff shoulders.  Like I wrote before, putting my consciousness on it with being calm and relaxed myself the spot unstiffens to some degree.

Calm and relaxed is not the same. An ice cube is calm but not relaxed. It took me a while the realize the difference. Before that I gave only calm. It did not make things worse but also did not improve. I am learning.

It is not my first and of course not my last run.

ps: 3h30 is about 35 KM for me, currently

Coincidence

Today I read this post. Yesterday evening I went to bar here in Antwerp. I was to late for the live music. The night was not a loss. I stayed until 2 or 3 in the morning talking to some people. Maybe connecting with another through the energy, consciousness and hearing a bit of her thoughts concerning me.

I had a dialogue with the man next to me about people. It was difficult to put in to words what I wanted to say. I started talking about it using economy, but that puts up the right or wrong of the economy. That was not what I wanted to talk about.
No. What I wanted to talk about is not exclusive to the economy.
We are al in roles. a treadmill. The Stanford University prison experiment shows that. Other psychological experiments also show it.  Every role puts blinders on. The blinders makes us zombies. Blind to what we do. Only seeing the seeming need that needs to get done. Our fellow humans fall by the wayside. Ourselfs falls by the wayside.

As a child we question not our parents over what they give us. We question not our teachers. Our parents do not question what they give us. Growing up we are told , taught, disciplined how to life. Step outside that how and they retaliate. Besides that we also have desires and talents.Which we inherit. We are brought up in a world where all those that are not family have to pay. A friend may get free access or discount.
Why ?
It is written in the post. Hierarchy of openness. ( read it)
Why is that ?

The problem is deeper than humans. Deeper than mammals. Maybe deeper than plants.
All animals have that hierarchy of openness. What I wanted to talk about was not even exclusive to humans.

solutions: escape,hide,shield or fight,struggle or solve. Only the full truth solves it ones and for all.
Humans we are. One can only start from where one is. Solving the problems of our society ones and for all is to solve ourselfs.

thoughts

Thruth
Aware
Harmony -> activity
Harmony -> lifeforms, life
Consciousness
Consciousness -> shifting
Consciousness -> widening
Consciousness -> connecting

Love
Layers -> de-cover

Vision of life -> based: senses, activity observed, reactivity

Tolerance to everything -> form depended
Tolerance -> life, substances

I lie to myself continuously

You read the title correctly.

What is more everybody does it. It is something done automatically.

I was reading the book “Zen and the art of motormaintenance” I wrote a review on facebook about it. I notice that when I wrote about what happened to me when I read it I blame the book. Then I realized that was not true. What happened to me I did myself. Inspired by what I read and by thought, associations, a tale got spun n my head.

the facebook post (in dutch) https://www.facebook.com/search/top/?q=zen&filters_rp_author=me

When I am angry with a person I think about them in bad terms. Like bastard, bitch and so on. even when I know the person and there from know those thoughts are not true.

The above are not continuous situations.

When I look at people I see not the truth, because I look not for the truth but for matching with assumptions and judgements. I also do not look for what is going on and what is the cause.

I look with a narrow  and opinionated mind. With such a mind HOW can I – everybody,anybody –  do the right thing?

On the side.: This is sort of the reason why I am more afraid of the general public than of Donald Trump. He has a growing and International opposition, Including members of establishment. The general public has no opposition for it self. Except for the last straw that broke the camels back. It is also the reason we are in the mess we are in. To some degree.

writing this means I am aware. At least about that.

Is there however a salvation for those that are aware. Yes. Look for the truth. Look at the dirt for clarity about the dirt and what . It grows. You recognise more and more that what comes up in your mind is an opinion.

It is not just lying to your self but also placing things in your mind haphazardly, sloppy. You can only place things in your mind if you find a fit.

my road so far

This post is inspired by http://www.saschahjort.com/what-is-spirituality/

My spirituality.  It started around the beginning of the summer or of 2006 some eleven years ago. Oops not true. It started earlier. with meditation.  Or even earlier when as a child I read comic books. Those books did not take me away, as we are acustomed to think of it. It’s my imagination spinning in my head the scenes of the comic book that took me away. For nothing but the love of adveture. That is also spirituality. But not that of buddhism, shamanism, christianity, islam, communing with nature. No that is of a different nature.

2006 though was a year that started something. Better said something (‘s) was/where started then. Struggle. Growth. Falling and getting up again. Recognising my nature. Fumbling, luckily not lethal but definitely very painfully to the point of being made in some way incapacitatted. ,Although it should have been much worse considering. I did not have bronchitis

A friend said I’m strong. I was surprised to hear that. But that I overlooked my situation and I had to agree. He is strong to. He has Multiple Scleroses. Doctors are baffled be how well he does. according to them he should be paralysed a long time ago. With this on my mind now I feel some crying , no tears though,  from happiness and sadness. I have felt despaire over my condition. Understandable. But it does no good crying over spilled milk. And quoting monthy python : when your chewing on life’s gristle don’t grumble . give a whistle https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ECUtkv2qV8 It does no arm crying a little. It can give relief. After, I can breath a little easier.

I just started a page to further and in depth tell this story. It gives it then a more permanent nature than this blog post.

The rest of this post shall be reflections on my myself inspired by the writing of  Sascha Hjort.

Thank you Sascha.

What life am I going to live ? Not coasting. One of exploration, learning. Learning what makes us, me included tic. Not out of idle curiosity but out of need. Need for myself for humans. for a better future. This will cause me to have interesting times ahead.

To learn what I need I must for the foreseeable future not go to university. For there my time will be spend filling my head with knowledge. A lot of knowledge in a relative short amount time. No I must learn what it takes to learn. oops I already know that. It is wrapping my head around it. twisting , turning and scaling  how I look at it until I get it. Voila I know what it takes. If you recognise the previous than you also knew. Do I also know how ?

Wrong . That is also not what I currently need to gain. I need to clarify, make clear what I learned so far. Take it out of the castle in the sky and put in my house on the ground.

After having learned what makes us tic I need to apply that to show others.

My days as wallflower will be over then.

have a nice time

Signing of

Guy Bongers De Buck