The Practice.

Hey Gem....Love the new pic, don't see sadness, but actually someone that is sincere.

I also like the awareness of seeing meditation as a stop and look. I never saw it that way but completely agree, but would not limited this action of stopping and seeing not only to a time set aside to meditate....as in Sarian's example.

To me it is separating my self from a thought and looking at that thought...as a thought. It is not judging that thought as good or bad, but just seeing it for what it is....it is only a thought and since I am looking at it...I am separated from it. Being one with thought, no matter if it is a positive or negative thought is a limitation to the possibility of experiencing myself as just pure being.

[Gem]

Originally Posted by Shabby

Hey Gem....Love the new pic, don't see sadness, but actually someone that is sincere.

I also like the awareness of seeing meditation as a stop and look. I never saw it that way but completely agree, but would not limited this action of stopping and seeing not only to a time set aside to meditate....as in Sarian's example.

To me it is separating my self from a thought and looking at that thought...as a thought. It is not judging that thought as good or bad, but just seeing it for what it is....it is only a thought and since I am looking at it...I am separated from it. Being one with thought, no matter if it is a positive or negative thought is a limitation to the possibility of experiencing myself as just pure being.

it's just in your sentence "It is not judging that thought as good or bad, but just seeing it for what it is..."

[Gem]

Originally Posted by Sarian

It does have character...your picture.

For me, okay, let me give you an example...when I was driving an hour and a half to nursing college...I was a bag of mixed nuts and emotions... So much going on in my life... my son getting married and making me feel guitly for not being there so much for him and all excited.. my bad for allowing myself to feel guilt, but I love my kids and want to be there...and I'm going through a hellish divorce...my mom now has cancer... I feel like I'm not there for anyone and I'm trying my best to make a better life for me and my kids... I had to focus on my schooling (which I end up having to let go as it was...and finally made peace with it mostly).. but in my car, I was a mess... speed limit on thruway is 65, I'm going 85 and still doing 85 to get to school just on time. Money problems too, I would cry, I would fret. I was making myself sick...so one day I said stop it to myself...and I heard the STOP IT. Almost as though those words floated in front of me and distracted me from all else. My mind was quiet and I thought on all that I was feeling and pondered all. I didn't feel anything anymore...like you wrote..I didn't react, I just noticed the way it felt... the way it felt when I wore and lived them and how it felt when I took it off. the fact that I was able to disarm them was truly incredible for me. I wish i could make that a part of me without even having to stop it and go through that process.

Really nice story Sarian.