One summer I got a job at an antique store.
Well, it wasn’t called that at the time. It was a video rental place. A franchise called “West Coast Video.” My brother and I both worked there. We helped open the place, actually.
Nikki lived 7 houses up the street. I could probably get to her house in less than 2 minutes.
She was tall and pretty and even more shy than me. We had kissed a little at a pool party, but it didn’t lead to anything serious. She was definitely the closest eligible female.
The year was 1985. Reagan was the President. We were deep in The Cold War.
While traveling in Bali, we had plans to attend an Ecstatic Dance event at the Yoga Barn. I had never attended an Ecstatic Dance and I was petrified. Lucky for me, it was sold out by the time we got there.
I ended up meeting someone outside who knew me only from Burning man and my online presence. I told her that I was deeply relieved that it was sold out because I was so anxious about attending.
She smacked my knee and started laughing hysterically.
The first is that it is the perfect mindfullness reminder. Your breath only happens in the present moment. You can not breathe in the future or past. Focussing on your breath means focussing on the now.
Your perception of the Universe is warped because of where your consciousness is housed.
You experience the universe from the space right behind your eyes. It almost feels like your head is the cockpit of the meatbody spaceship that you control.
But you only control the movement of the limbs and muscles. You only perceive what the exterior senses access – experiencing (some) light waves as color and (some) vibrations as sounds.
But you are blind and deaf to the majority of what is happening in the Universe and inside your body.
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