Feb 2016
Thoughts of the future are like hammers banging the anxiety gong of my mind
It rings through me and its vibrations send worries about the unknown and guilt about things I have already done or have no control over
The good news is that there is a way to quiet this gong
As I aimlessly wander and sit in nature, I initially feel guilt because I have left the cult of "doers"
I am doing absolutely NOTHING
And to the vigilant capitalistic robots of this society, ceasing to "do" is the greatest sin of all
The hardest part of the battle is to defeat this conditioning
To rise above this guilt and simply be with myself, is a great victory indeed
Time slows as thoughts of the future are no longer weighing down the present moment
The residual hangover that is the result of a lifetime of drinking the poison of worry, still lies with me, but everything no doubt seems to take a turn toward... Not perfection.. Not even always happiness.. But certainly peace.
It rings through me and its vibrations send worries about the unknown and guilt about things I have already done or have no control over
The good news is that there is a way to quiet this gong
As I aimlessly wander and sit in nature, I initially feel guilt because I have left the cult of "doers"
I am doing absolutely NOTHING
And to the vigilant capitalistic robots of this society, ceasing to "do" is the greatest sin of all
The hardest part of the battle is to defeat this conditioning
To rise above this guilt and simply be with myself, is a great victory indeed
Time slows as thoughts of the future are no longer weighing down the present moment
The residual hangover that is the result of a lifetime of drinking the poison of worry, still lies with me, but everything no doubt seems to take a turn toward... Not perfection.. Not even always happiness.. But certainly peace.
