The now

I have a wristwatch, analogue, no batteries, no numbers to indicate progression of time just lines in their place. A gift from my father some years back and I love it. I wind it every night and it keeps time perfectly. I prefer this antigue time-keeper to my modernday cellphone when it comes to checking whereabouts I am, timewise, during the day or night. It is like a tranquil reminder of slow living, the zen-like state of mind where everything is what it is, nothing more and certainly nothing less.

It is in no hurry to get somewhere fast or to connect me to any kind of virtual reality. It just is. Slowly marking the seconds, minutes and hours with no expectations.

I like this very much.

It sort of links me to my soul state of existance. A place where time is of no consequence. Yesterday, tomorrow, today all becomes blended into one moment. The now. This inexplicable, yet all encompassing instant where everything exists all at once. The I of things is everything and nothing.

I like this feeling of infinite possibilities all rolled into one. The feeling that in reality there is no time, there is just the perception of time. It gives me such peace of mind knowing that I am too just the perception I hold of me and that, just like time, it is merely a perception in the moment, a moment loaded with all there is, was and ever will be.

Now, that is powerfull isn’t it?

Finetuning…..

I frequently rearrange my furniture, usually when I feel its time to dust of behind my books it seems like the perfect time. I love the newness of this, looking at everything from a new angle. It’s refreshing and puts everything in a new light.

I do this too with my priorities in life.
I find that sticking with the same ideas year in and year out stifles my inspiration and motivation. I take a look at where I am at and then I check with my personal, and spiritual developement and do a bit of rearranging.

It feels like the right thing for me to reevaluate from time to time and, just like with my furniture, get a fresh look at things. During this kind of process I am sometimes amazed at discovering new and exciting ways to combine ideas and perceptions. By creating new connections in my way of seeing my life and myself I finetune old ideas and see new ones arise.

It even acts as a wonderfull way of solving problems and finding solutions and shortcuts through life’s many opportunities that I have somehow stored away with the intent to be processed at a later date.

Sometimes life just needs to be looked at from a different angle in order to come together beautifully.

And sometimes I just need to move stuff around in order to find what I am looking for – right here in front of me.

As I said….

“As soon as we start putting our thoughts into words and sentences everything gets distorted, language is just no damn good—I use it because I have to, but I don’t put any trust in it. We never understand each other.”
Marcel Duchamp

 “People who judge others tell more about Who They Are, than Who They Judge.”
Donald L. Hicks

“It’s amazing how some people have never met me or know who I am, but based on a few things they read here & there & rumours, they have formulated a new personality for me & all the things I’ve never done they passionately speak about….I find it funny and entertaining now. I guess we can’t spend our lives fighting rumours…we just have to work hard & then rumours get proven wrong on it’s own as a by product. No point explaining repeatedly. Just do our work & show results!!”
~ Tsem Rinpoche

I just had a run-in with someone who had completely misunderstood my intent as well as what I said and it really saddened me. I immediately thought to put it right, to make sure that the misunderstanding was cleared up, and what I encountered was this underlying deep doubt about me as a person based upon their (as I learned) lack of knowledge about me and my ethics.
I know this negative reaction is not about me at all but more about the person. It still hurts though. Like a stain that won’t wash away completely – there will allways remain this shadow, a memory of something gone wrong. And a feeling of ‘how could you think this about me’ – I guess I will never know.

The thing is that no matter how carefully we try to communicate, the words we say will only be recieved to the extent it meets a resonance of similar understanding in the person we are communicating with. And it does not allways do that.
As Martin Buber said “we must understand the same by the same in order to communicate well”.

Preconcieved ideas based on experience in the one we are communicating with ultimately carve the outcome. And only the amount of love or willingness to be open between the communicators will determine wether the misunderstanding is carved in stone or sand.

I have allways had the idea that everybody has their own dictionary. And each and every word is linked with some kind of understanding and experience which then colours the understanding of any communication. It is not a difference like black and white, allthough it is possible, it is more in the nuance of the interpretations of the words we speak.

And as Marcel Duchamp mentioned in the quote above “We never understand each other.”What we do instead, I will add hopefully, is create new meaning as the words are formed and bounced off the preconceptions of the person we are communicating with.

Still, with all this it is a wonder that we find understanding through communication at all.