Dear Friends,
For my 600th post--imagine!--I will attempt to explain my meditation technique, one arrived at by long experience. Here it is:
1. Blankness (merging soundlessly with your immediate environment)
2. Recognition (opening your eyes to your environment and seeing it anew)
3. Acceptance (the accepting of all things, inhaling the known universe)
4. Thanksgiving (thanks should erupt for a world greater than our imaginings)
5. Intercession (thanksgiving gives rise to concerns for others, and sometimes concerns for ourselves. Here I concentrate in prayer towards action--action being the fulfillment of prayer)
6. Praise ("We praise thee for thy great glory." An overflow of praise for the Creator.)
The acronym is BRA-TIP. Or "nipple" for short.
"We milk the cow of the world and as we do
We whisper in her ear, 'You are not true.'" --Richard Wilbur
It is extremely important in the first three phases to try to avoid any verbal formulations at all, to simply merge, recognize and accept. This puts one in the proper frame of mind for the rest.
You can practice this anytime--if you're tired, embrace blankness and shut your eyes for a few--after adequate rest (if you don't fall asleep, which is OK) your mind opens to the world again and then appropriates it in acceptance--that one doesn't expect the world to be any other way than the way it is.
The first three steps, again, are crucial to the process. Unless we first get out of our heads we cannot concentrate properly on thanksgiving, intercession and praise.
If any of you try out this method, please get back to me. I don't know if it only works for me or has wider applications. In any case it might help make you more aware and at peace.
Thine at 2 Kilobunnies,
Craig Erick
This blog details the adventures of a manic-depressive doctor and poet, from 2005 to present, from Mexico to the Mendocino Coast.
Monday, December 07, 2009
Wednesday, December 02, 2009
It's Fear!
In my ongoing pursuit to versify wisdom, here's new verse:
It's Fear
Rabbits don't take drugs
because they live by fear.
They don't hide under rugs
because their fear is dear.
For many years they've known
the benefit of nerves
just like a driver thrown
against his door by curves.
My doctor says I'm hooked
on cigarettes and booze,
my brain is overcooked
by television shews.
I suffer from addiction,
a manageable disease--
in his simple depiction
it's like a case of fleas
But I know what it is;
it's not the wine and beer.
What else can make you piss?
It's fear, it's fear, it's fear!
All of us have a basic choice: whether to be motivated by fear or love, whether to tremble before Jehovah or lie in the arms of Christ.
In a position of authority in this world, it is better to be feared than loved.
Otherwise it is much better to be loved than feared.
The first time one of my daughters said "Fuck you!" to me I knew they had broken through fear. Unlike my father, who would have gone ballistic on the point, I became instantly philosophical--mainly because I love my daughters so.
End of today's lesson,
Craig Erick
It's Fear
Rabbits don't take drugs
because they live by fear.
They don't hide under rugs
because their fear is dear.
For many years they've known
the benefit of nerves
just like a driver thrown
against his door by curves.
My doctor says I'm hooked
on cigarettes and booze,
my brain is overcooked
by television shews.
I suffer from addiction,
a manageable disease--
in his simple depiction
it's like a case of fleas
But I know what it is;
it's not the wine and beer.
What else can make you piss?
It's fear, it's fear, it's fear!
All of us have a basic choice: whether to be motivated by fear or love, whether to tremble before Jehovah or lie in the arms of Christ.
In a position of authority in this world, it is better to be feared than loved.
Otherwise it is much better to be loved than feared.
The first time one of my daughters said "Fuck you!" to me I knew they had broken through fear. Unlike my father, who would have gone ballistic on the point, I became instantly philosophical--mainly because I love my daughters so.
End of today's lesson,
Craig Erick
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