Less than 20% of our thoughts are conscious while 80+% are unconscious. One way to quickly bring unconscious thoughts up is by controlled breathing. As you breathe, thoughts come up to be dealt with and you stay with them until they are dissolved and evaporated. Our ability to self-regulate mental and emotional states and flexibly respond to everything around us is controlled by our breathing. We inhibit our breathing as a defense against being fully aware of adverse experiences. We hold our breath as a way of coping with feelings. This leads to a lack of integration of these experiences. Conscious breathing brings these experiences to the surface to allow them to be integrated. You relive the thought, this time breathing through it. Breathing through it allow emotions to change about it. Sustained, focused exploration of body sensations and breathing rhythm leads to a state of expanded consciousness.
Yearly Archives: 2012
Ma Yogashakti Weekend Retreat June 1-3, 2012
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Ma Yoga Shakti, our Mataji
Mataji, Ma Yogashakti, is now in Palm Bay and will conduct a Retreat from Friday June 1st through Sunday June 3rd. She will leave Palm Bay on June 9th. This will be her last visit. Please pre-register. All programs will take place at the Yogashakti Mission in Palm Bay, 3895 Hield Rd NW, Palm Bay, FL 32907. Call 321-725 4024 and visit www.yogashakti.org. Come bask in the presence of this holy teacher, whom we are blessed to have among us in the flesh. I hope to see you there.
American Weed
I just discovered NatGeo Ch. 45 series American Weed about the medical marijuana dispensaries in Fort Collins, CO. It follows a family of 5 brothers who have a growing and dispensary business and they talk a lot about how tightly the operation is regulated. Then there’s the former mayor who’s actively trying to close all the dispensaries “so the town doesn’t go to pot.” He goes on local radio giving false statistics about crime because he doesn’t understand the laws and regulations and real benefit of it. I agree probably a ton of people get on it for recreation, but go for tighter regulation to see who it’s prescribed for, rather than deny convenience to it for the terminal and seriously ill who depend on it now that pills have ruined their livers, etc. I wrote about it here On Legalizing Marijuana Wanting repeal of prohibition isn’t just about getting high. Cannabis is a natural medical treatment. Many friends suffering from chronic pain, from cancer, MS, rheumatoid arthritis and mood swings of bi-polar could not tolerate mainstream medications. Marijuana helped them to manage their symptoms and to ease the anxiety of having a terminal condition. It is a miracle plant put here by a loving Creator, for a reason. Continue reading
Scientists Prove DNA Can Be Reprogrammed by Words and Frequencies
THE HUMAN DNA IS A BIOLOGICAL INTERNET and superior in many aspects to the artificial one. Russian scientific research directly or indirectly explains phenomena such as clairvoyance, intuition, spontaneous and remote acts of healing, self healing, affirmation techniques, unusual light/auras around people (namely spiritual masters), mind’s influence on weather patterns and much more. In addition, there is evidence for a whole new type of medicine in which DNA can be influenced and reprogrammed by words and frequencies WITHOUT cutting out and replacing single genes. Continue reading
I’m motivated when those around me are motivated
There are a lot of new projects going on since a friend is helping out. He organized and rearranged the kitchen and cabinets, pantry and laundry area. Immediate upgrade! He spent hours fixing the garage door that had stopped working, and another many hours fixing the front window that I’d managed to yank some part out of its housing. He turned the back porch into a man cave and fixed all the bent aluminum from when the oak tree came down on the porch roof during Hurricane Jeanne in 2004. He replaced the door handle so it now works and locks. He’s certainly upgraded my life, and not just by being Mr. Fix It, although that’s an unexpected plus. Continue reading
How one solitary monk adapts to having a roommate
I’m suddenly sharing space after 15 years of relative monkdom and functional solitude. It’s been easier than I thought it’d be, although it has thrown my working/sleeping schedule waaay off. And accelerated my candy consumption for the first month. This has been most helpful since it points out to me patterns of behavior I was unaware I had. Such as: I know I need quiet time to write. What I did not know was that I keep a running total in my head of how much quiet and rest I am getting in order to stay energetically recouped. My keeping track keeps me uptight about it. I also notice I do things like announcing I don’t want to dialogue while I’m giving thought time to something. Then if I allow myself to be distracted, I begin the clock (the countdown to sleep) all over again. Meaning that all the quiet and rest time I’ve intermittedly had is now erased and I have to start over. Nice mind trick, huh, when I’m trying to wind down and relax? I do it all the time. The result is I feel I don’t get much solitude time. However, I’ve learned I simply need to change my perception that I need anything to be other than it is in order to accomodate me. Train myself to find the rest and quiet within the chaos that is the world. Also change my perception of how much sleep I need and how much rest I’m actually getting.
What happens when Domino gets flustered
My friend Domino has minor brain damage from an old head injury. It’s only when he’s stressed or tired that he notices it. His damage was to the frontal lobe and left temporal lobe. The result is mostly that there’s a time delay between info input and info processing. How he describes it is like with schedules and calendars and directions and maps, he’s very visual. If you write it down for him, he understands it immediately. If you tell him, he has to translate it into written form before he can identify it, meaning, he has to write it down before he even grok what you’re saying. If I mention a new place to meet, he can be thrown into a frenzy until he Googles the address and sees the map and gets a feel for the location before considering whether that’s a viable place to meet. Just the mention of a new name or location when he’s stressed or needs sleep can befuddle him. Knowing this ahead of time makes me more careful with him. But I can still catch him on the rare day and forget and start calling out directions and landmarks to him on the phone and then not be surprised when he just hangs up on me due to the overload. I’ll learn.
Spidey sense is back
I’m glad to see the spidey sense is back and operational after the xanax I’d taken for anxiety in February had dumbed down the intuition to almost non existent. Last night, I intuited a particular person would make a first time visit this morning and they did. Last week, I intuited a friend would have an early morning visitor and I called to let him know just as she was knocking on his door. Life is sure easier this way.
If I am who I say I am, this won’t be a problem
Groan… 9am and I’m already overwhelmed with work, feel underslept and have a nonstop day ahead of me. This is when I can test the effectiveness of my meditation practice. Can I breathe myself calmly through everything that needs to be done, with a smile inner and outer? Can I maneuver through the day easily and effectively? Without driving anyone else crazy? We’ll see.
Mother’s Day, I saw the bunny in the east garden at daybreak
I saw the bunny in the east garden this morning, as the sky began to lighten. I’d walked over to the bird bath to see if yesterday’s rain had filled it. As I rounded the bamboo, I saw a quick movement and it was brown bunny, who’d done an about face when she saw me. I apologized and did my own about face, and left her to her breakfast. Last evening, I tossed some romaine ribs into the back yard at the entrance to her trail east. I saw out the kitchen window just now that my giant Maine Coon kitty Izzy had stationed himself at the head of the trail this morning, albeit still sleeping. So I figured I owed brown bunny some privacy in the front garden. I love sharing space with the critters on the land here, the squirrels, the raccoons, the bunnies, the armadillos, the opossums, the snakes and lizards, the birds, the dragonflies and butterflies. Speaking of which, I’m off now to enjoy the day.