Here is another cartoon. This one comes from a site that has a whole book of meditation cartoons. I don't know if is any good but you can click here and check it out for yourself.
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About three weeks ago I blogged about how happiness can increase longevity. So in this post we can look at study that shows that people who spend more time living in the moment are happier than people who are lost in thoughts and day dreams.
At first glance, this might sound like a strange question, but actually there are meditation instructions that use these examples!
I recently listened to a collection of teachings called “What Meditation Really Is” by Sogyal Rinpoche. In this 3 disc DVD set Sogyal Rinpoche talks about the lion’s and dog’s approaches in meditation. When I heard this, I thought it would be nice to share this story here.
Ahh, meditation. What a luxury to experience, just for a moment, the profound inner peace that may come with a simple practice like watching the breath.
If you’re a parent and reading this, then you are likely to agree that parenting our little ones introduces each of us to the myriad states of mind that are possible in the human condition. It wasn’t until I became a mother, that I experienced the fathomless depth of possible emotions.
Something quantitatively different began to stir in my mind once I began the parenting journey. Psychology tells us that it is the function of the limbic brain, where our survival responses dwell as well as our emotions and our sheer biological function to protect and rear our young. It just happens that we become emotionally activated through parenting. Does meditation help us to manage our emotions? Practicing meditation while on this rollercoaster ride of parenting has most definitely provided me (and continues to do so) with a stable and spacious ground from which to raise a family.
Two of my favourite things in life are meditation and football.
I know what you’re thinking—the two don’t exactly share much common ground. Meditation is all about solitude, stillness and silence, a spiritual odyssey that brings you up close and personal with your own mind, so that you can get to know how it works and emerge a calmer, kinder and more healthy human being.
Football, on the other hand, is about speed, conflict and emotion, a physical test that brings you up close and personal with a group of sweaty, competitive and often aggressive individuals, and where winning is pretty much all that matters.
The alarm clock rang, unleashing the usual cocktail of shock, disbelief and disorientation. I dragged my numb body out of the bed and my still partially submerged mind into the faintest suggestion of consciousness. Sometimes it’s only after I’ve done it that I remember it’s good to practise first thing in the morning.
Like a tranquilized convict tied to a cartoon ball and chain, I shuffled into the bathroom and splashed some water on my face. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a song started playing in my mind, a really stupid song
A few weeks ago I travelled to South Asia to investigate something I know very little about:
My own mind.
After a couple long flights and a dusty taxi ride, I arrived at a small retreat center in Nepal. In no time I discovered that the internet has indeed made its way to every corner of the globe and that I could still get online. So with great excitement I checked e-mail, BBC World News and half a dozen other sites including, of course, the latest college basketball scores. However, after an hour or two, I remembered my mission, closed facebook and skype, shut my computer, and sat down…for quite a while.