What Would You Do?

Do you allow yourself to relax?
I like to think I do.
I know the importance of relaxation, and I can so easily dish out the advice to a rushing-Ronny to chill out.
I’m certain there’s something in one or more of my own books about how rushing doesn’t get us anywhere, and how “there’s not enough time to rush.”
And yet how easily I fall into the trap of rushing away the magic.
Rushing out of panic – out of fear.
I’ve always felt like I’m running out of time.
I’ve spoken to others who share the same concern.
(One of whom died at the age of 22 – cancer’s work.)
We feel we need to do all we can, because life is a slippery ordeal.
What’s around the corner?
Knowing would spoil the surprise.
(Can I have a clue?)
Many years ago, a friend asked me, “Gav, what would you do if you were diagnosed with cancer?”
“Smile and say thanks,” I said.
Such a smooth talker.
The truth is, how on earth would I know how I would react to such news?
I’m reminded of a story Ram Dass shared:
A warlord comes to a village and kills everyone. There’s news of an old monk who won’t leave his temple. The warlord storms over to the temple and approaches him.
“Don’t you know who I am?” cries the warlord. “I could run this sword straight through you, without blinking an eye.”
The small, old monk looks up at the warlord, smiles and says, “Don’t you know who I am? I could have your sword run through my body and not blink an eye.”
The warlord, amazed and speechless, bows and leaves.
Do I fear the warlord’s sword?
If so, who does that fear belong to?
The monk knew.
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Disappointments

What do you do with disappointment?
Do you allow yourself to be overcome by it, leading to a bout of despair and helplessness, or do you (can you) separate yourself from it, giving you and it space to breathe?
I’ve had a sting of disappointment recently.
It was my own fault.
I had expectations, and they weren’t met.
Expectations…
Why do we have them? They are based on a process that’s forever flowing; never stationary.
That’s not safe, nor wise.
Life is forever in flux.
It’s like a tree investing its happiness in summer.
Oh, look… what’s that?
A falling leaf.
Sorry, tree. You were foolish enough to expect summer to grant you forever-lasting happiness.
Trying to find happiness in thinking is just as futile.
Thoughts come and go, like clouds in the sky, and we only have ourselves to blame when they disappear with the wind.
The mind will do all that the mind does, and it’s up to us to let it.
Stand in its way, and good luck to you.
Resistance is suffering.
It’s laughable when we get all down in the dumps because life didn’t unfold the way wewanted it to.
Who is this we, this I?
The more I go looking, the more I come back empty-handed.
And yet, when expectations aren’t met, I say, “I am disappointed” not, “there is disappointment.”
No room to breathe.
Every time I experience bliss – and I mean true, blissful, present alertness, where everything that is is unconditional love – God – guess who’s absent…
Gavin.
No more individual me.
No more misidentifying with what isn’t.
Therefore, my suffering must start with me.
That is, with the thought of I.
Identification with the mind, with thought, is the root cause of suffering.
That’s it.

Identification with what isn’t.

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Gavin

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