Sunday, January 17, 2010
This woman's dog got so cold during their walk by the river that she finally had to tuck him into her coat. He seems quite snug and happy there.
One thing I try to remember to say out loud to myself every day has to do with the impact of words. Every spoken word creates (at the very least) a vibration that carries it into the world, spreading whatever emotion was behind it along with the word itself. The spoken word can be a really healing thing, or ... well ... I've used it to harm, too.
When I speak in a way that's hurtful or destructive, it's almost always a mindless act. The Sufi acupuncturist tells me that mindless blathering and mindless blurting are common strategies people use to relieve internal pressure. As usual, I think he's right. When I see people cursing, it does seem that they are expelling potent chunks of energy along with the fucks and shits. How about the people who stand around in public ranting and raving and preaching? They definitely look like they're trying to get something out of their system. Yes?
I have a tendency towards expounding about this, that and the other thing. Yada yada yada. When I speak mindfully, even if what I'm saying is crap, I don't do much harm. But when I just go off, oh man, can I create a path of destruction!
One of my goals as I grow into older age is to spend more time actively listening, and speak less. Sometimes that is so hard! Wish me luck!
On the shore of the South River in Annapolis, Maryland.