If I dream about knowing that I am dreaming, and dream that knowing that I am dreaming, I take control my dream... does that count? hmmmm... Then I begin to wonder... was I dreaming? Or rather was I dreaming about knowing that I was dreaming, or did I really realize it and take control of … Continue reading Dreaming of Lucy | Lucid Dreaming
I hate it when things make me think.. No.. wait.. let me rephrase that, I love it when things make me think, then reaffirm the way I think and believe and see myself and the world. That makes me all warm any fuzzy... feel like a plush pink stuffed fuzz toy. But the ones that … Continue reading Self reflection is a PITA…
I'm underwhelmed. Astonishingly nonplussed about this, and I don't know why. The lateral meniscus of my right knee is apparently in bits, and my ankle is sprained and making strange clicking sounds (not today though), and all I'm worried about is the time I'm wasting sitting at home... and not working on Garuda Garden, and … Continue reading That’s the way the lateral meniscus crumbles…
I'll admit it, I hate being wrong. It's not so much the being wrong in itself that bothers me, but more the deep feeling that I really should go back and qualify comments that I may have made over the past 20-30 years or so. Blah blah Aura.. blah. blah... sure... right... sure you can … Continue reading It must be Wednesday then..
Working on my blog backlog a bit here. I recently - okay, about a month ago - how time flies - went on a 10 day sailing trip - from 04.04 to 04.14. The goal was to sail around Corsica! We drove down to A little place in Italy called Punto Alta - 12 hrs … Continue reading Blue skies
In my current meditation, there is a practice which has a part where instead of just letting thoughts go and returning to the breath, here one just observes and experiences - just feels. This past week I had a very direct experience that I tried to jot down a description of afterwards.. I sat … Continue reading Mind the gap!
Ta-ta .. oo.. tatas... I wonder how on earth tatas became a slang word for breasts.. as in "bodacious tatas". Not of course to be confused with the good ol' "ta-ta" meaning "bye, see ya later etc. Ok... I need to reboot this post... I meant to go on to the word Tantra, as in Ta-ta-Tantra!! … Continue reading Did anyone catch the license place of that Tsunami?