Last night I went to a meditation class ~ I’m trying to find ways to hit the pause button on my monkey mind; and our meditation teacher taught (or tried to teach) a lesson on “the insight of stopping”.
I can’t begin to tell you how infuriating it was. “Stop the impulse.” “Stop the wanting” “Stop, stop, stop.” And I’m trying, but I seem to have an overactive, ADD, coffee candy control addicted, sugar spun-out mind that only wants stories, interaction, distraction and the next thing. What ever that is. I can see that it’s pretty hard to find insight and inspiration amongst all that freeway noise. But I’m used to my carnival of chaos; at least that’s what I know.
This morning I went back in my archives to find this.
It did make me pause and think. And if I didn’t stop, at least I slowed down (a little).