| Re: for Butch, re: "how to be happpy"
Posted by Butcho on 7/20/2009, 9:56 pm, in reply to "Re: for Butch, re: "how to be happpy"" 75.88.42.X
--Previous Message-- : : : --Previous Message-- : : josef, : : Better to sit in the shade of an old tree : than run after our shadow in the light. : : Better to rest in the underlying unity of : existence than chase after this or that. : : Thank you for reminding me of the simple : pleasure of life. : : Butcho : : Yes, our society is so complex and busy,it's : easy to get caught up in things & lose : awareness of the simple pleasure of life, : the pleasure of being simple, the pleasure : of living simply. : : Our right-brain-oriented society urges : do/go/get all the time; sitting still seems : an old-timey anachronism, gramps & : granny sitting on the porch rockin', jess : rockin'. : : I read somewhere recently that, because of : economic hard times, many of those city : folks,no longer able to afford expensive : restaurant dining, entertainments and : vacations, are re-discovering those : old-timely pleasures like families sitting : down together for dinner at home, actually : talking again, playing games, re-discovering : walks and bike rides. Even...ye gods! : turning off the TV, computers, video games : and cell phones and going camping or : fishing. And actually enjoying it. :-) : : It's during those quiet times, when nothing : is snatching attention, that one notices : here/now, color, flavors, sensations, the : real moment without inner dialogue or : analysis overlaying it with interpretation. : Direct experience. : : Life in the busy world makes it easy to get : lost in busy-ness and forget the simple : joys. I know you appreciate, as I do, that : meditation keeps us easy and present : whatever swirls around. : : : josef, Speaking of simple pleasures. My 3 year old granddaughter literally Beams with delight when I tell her that she has pretty eyes. That she has pretty eyebrows. A pretty nose. Pretty lips. Pretty cheeks. Pretty elbows... she just beams with joy and a grin and a twinkle in her eyes. And giggles. And I get quite a lot of pleasure out of her pleasure as well. So much so that at times I am not quite sure where she begins and I end. My love for her is unconditional, simple. Unforced. Natural. Butcho
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