A Change of Pace
I have had two non-western practitioner's in a row tell me that I need to slow down my through processes, take some time to switch off, or at the very least enter stand-by mode. Thus I am going to start going for a walk every day. I know they said "meditate", but I'm a long away from two semesters of "how to breathe". Both agreed that walking would work, and both agreed that a change of pace like fiddle lessons would probably help too.
Today was the first walk. No phone. No predetermined route. I went where my feet took me. One of the things I like to do when I drive (that's MY meditation time) is to put on some music. Lately my taste has been exclusively Celtic and Celtic rock, some of the bands I listen to call themselves Celtic Punk, but I would disagree. (A conversation for another entry).
My MP3 player has a random function. Most do, but mine is different. Most assume you mean "Play at random each song from the play list once. If set to repeat, at the end of the play list, start the list over". My MP3 player plays a little more randomly than that. It keeps no memory of what it just played. It can and has played the same song more than once. I like this feature. I have always looked for signs in portents in those things thought of as "random". I have little belief in this superstition known as "coincidence".
Today I heard; "Tennessee Stud", "Silk Road", "Long Journey Home", "The Whiskey Never Lies" (Twice in a row), "Dear", "Redemption Song", "Shindig", and "Follow the Lady".
By some coincidence three of the songs were covers with guest star performers from the same CD. The first three songs were about traveling. Then a song about the honesty that alcohol can cause twice in a row. This was followed by a lullaby about love and longing, a song about freedom, an instrumental named for a party, and a song about chasing your dreams.
Interesting...
When I returned, Kimi came by to ask a question and noted with some concern that I had dark circles under my eyes. It must have been all that sunlight, green grass, and fresh air- three things I am not all that accustomed to. Especially 41 minutes worth continuously while walking.
The western practitioner's, by the way, all seem to think if I take one of several pills and spend an hour in the gym every day I won't get any worse and may even see some improvement.
