I haven't recorded a story for a while so here it goes!
If you enjoy stories like these please let me know, and I'll share some more :)
Will wonders ever cease.. Woke up this morning to discover that daana has been nominated for the International Peace Awards 2020 !
To jump in and enjoy some daana love:
Stress Reduction course by Joe Weston on Wednesdays at 6:30pm: https://www.globaldaana.org/class/213
Laughter Workshop by Aileen Borruel, December 6th 10:30am: https://www.globaldaana.org/class/202
GROOVE dancing by Diane Dupuis - Groove Dance/exercise classes - Montreal, everyday 10:25am: https://www.globaldaana.org/class/209
Daily meditation by Lynn Wachman, at 10am and 4:30pm: https://www.globaldaana.org/class/212
1-on-1 Personal Coaching by Dave Sullivan Wellness: globaldaana.org/class/211
Meditation & Dialogue Circle (the theme this evening: Joy & Pain), Thursdays at 8pm, with Bhaskar Goswami (aka: me 😊) https://www.globaldaana.org/class/204
.. and more on the horizon.
All activities are anonymous contribution based. Let's collectively tell a better story about the genius and generosity of the human spirit 🧡
I should have stopped, but I couldn't. I just couldn’t. I consumed too much and cannot move. The impulse was too strong. I.. I should have stopped a long time ago. Now it’s too late.
Here I lay, trapped by my own body. A putrid concoction of the most intense varieties of pain and discomfort. Helpless pain. There is nothing that can be done to escape this. Has it been days, or weeks? Encased in my own darkness, it is hard to tell. What will the next moment bring? Perhaps it will be a stabbing sensation; or maybe another part of my body will stop working; or maybe I am no longer able to feel, anything.
That would be a blessing! This ceaseless flaring of pain. How intense will the next wave be? How long will it last? I can’t believe this is happening to me. Seems like only yesterday, I was so healthy and happy. I took my life for granted. I took this body and mind for granted. I did not truly appreciate my freedom. Now I am trapped in this hard and dark case, that my own body built around itself; my own body!
I must find solace. This is not good or bad. It is just change. It might not be for me to understand the deeper reasons for this. The sadness in reflecting on how things were is not helping. The fear of projecting on how things may turn out, is not helping. I have to first accept this moment as it is. As it is. Change. This too shall pass.
Is that… sunlight? Sunlight! The shell is cracking. What is happening.. is this the end? O’ praise this blinding light! I can see trees, and flowers! I am breaking through..
Where have all my legs gone? What is this on my back?... Wings!
A perspective on attention, intention and devotion..
Insights on the history, mechanics and purpose behind meditation practice.
Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.”
― Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot
Reflections on a possible difference between pain and discomfort, and why this matters..
Here is a little story and a reflection on our times.
As the wonderful teacher Alan Seale asks: What is important to pay attention to right now? What is the opportunity for learning right now? Therefore, what is my next step?
Musings, insights, stories and tips on skillful living.