Hey Bodom, you have great taste. I will probably copy you and many others, but only under two conditions: 1) Copying is still considered the sincerest form of flattery, and 2) Your impeccable taste never declines. Joking aside, sometimes not always I feel a certain allure from the wisdom of the crowd. If I read something online a few times, or spot a story in a few different outlets, I'm far more likely to give it a shot on my own. Maybe it's a weakness, a lack of inner resolve, but following the chorus of voices has brought me outside my self in the past. I wonder what the ratio is, favorable outcomes to unfavorable ones when following the wisdom of the crowd. Anyway, there is a lot of people recommending Bhante G's MIPE, here and elsewhere online. At this point it's probably safe to say whatever MIPE is, it's no fad by any means.
This is day four for me of my meditation challenge. I am making my practice daily, meditating for a specified time (30 min), and trying to do it with sincerity. On the promising side I am experiencing significant relief from the intellect's reign of terror. It feels like I've removed that one offending piece of furniture that's ruined the feel of the entire building inside and out, up until now. Now that the intellect is on its way out I get the feeling of greater mental space. The sense of narrowness and constriction as dictated by my old habit ways is giving way to a newfound liberty. I'm now presented with alternatives in situ, as opposed to the same old choice: to react in predictable anger and lashing out, or suppress my disapproval of the situation.
Now for the challenging side. For the life of me I cannot complete a sitting session of thirty minutes without fidgeting. There's like an ingrained tendency to stretch halfway through the sitting. Call it my seventh inning stretch. And it's not subtle either, not nit-picking here over wiggling my toes. Each time I'm faced with a conscious choice to stand up, stretch my legs out, and tilt my neck from side to side. And each time I've made the choice to do this, breaking my concentration. This is new for me. When I first started sitting practice in February '10 I found restlessness didn't even figure into the equation. I could sit for hours absorbed. Tonite I'm going to sit still. Not to achieve a goal, but to pay a visit to examine this vexation of the mind-body complex.
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