Peace in Synthesis

Life is a rubix cube. Make sure that in putting your life together that you remain patient when it appears you must start over again. Sometimes life figures you out rather than you it. Either way the puzzle is solved and things are clear cut for a while.

I unfold my arms and lower my hands so that my wrists are lyeing facing upwards on top of my knees which are butterfiled in the indian sitting style. I relax my hands so that my fingers and thumb are loose, yet they cup as if I am holding something. I find a controlled breathing and quiet my mind so that it is empty of thought save conscious awarness so that I am purly receptive. This purity is very difficult to achieve if you have a mind that has a mind of its own. You must discipline your mind and body, which is to come to control it. This discipline is not a forcful will. But it is the resolve of which one finds in understanding ones relation to the world - what is and is not within ones power. It is the miricle of mindfullness which is acheived through a constant reflection. Your choice in action must not be a reaction. You must choose freely. In working for pleasure you participate in reaction. In working for minfulness you participate in love for those around you who make you be that which you are. The man on the street makes me sympathetic, the women in the car makes me angry, the child in the tree makes me smile. This is the opertunity for me to choose and become myself. I choose to respond. I smile at the bumb, I give the bird to the women, and I wave to the boy. I am mindful only of myself in these actions, responding only to my own desires which are naturally inclined. The man on the street gives me the bird, the women in the car begins to cry, and the child in the tree never sees me. Next time I must become mindful of the world other than my own. I must love and not want.