Morning commute. Quiet Car. Train TV, set to snooze. Necessary morning nap/meditation.
~ photo by iPhone, with some filters.
Showing posts with label meditation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label meditation. Show all posts
Thursday, February 23, 2017
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Quote of the day: Downtime Justificiation
via the Twitters
Justification for why my posts aren't so comprehensive lately. I'm RESTING my brain from some other pressures.
Sunday, September 8, 2013
Photo of the Day: Play it Buddha
"You should sit in meditation for twenty
minutes every day -
unless you're too busy;
then you should sit for an hour."
~Zen Proverb
Or just chill like this Buddha, strumming your guitar on a random awning on the East Side.
I get bored sitting in meditation. I'm better walking or baking.
Friday, March 8, 2013
Photo of the Day: When the Snow Flies
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| March Storm, Thursday, March 7, 2012 |
I was walking to the train late last night as the snows fell, the dark swallowing up my shadow, blurring me into one of the faceless mass of humanity in the City, being so grateful for this place - New York City - where you can blend into near invisibility. The March snow came down and the words swam up out of my subconscious. Better poets than me say it best.
A winter's day
In a deep and dark December*;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
Don't talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.
In a deep and dark December*;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
Don't talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.
~ Paul Simon
*or March even
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Photos of the Day: Urban Meditation
Sometimes the City can be an overwhelming sensory blur. In all the rush, you can get stressed out and miss things.
If you slow down, take some time off, and explore on off hours, you can see new things, in places you weren't expecting them.
If you slow down, take some time off, and explore on off hours, you can see new things, in places you weren't expecting them.
Early Morning Tai Chi
Lincoln Center Reflecting Pool
May Day 2011
Afternoon Meditation
New York Botanical Garden, Desert Exhibitions
Late April 2011
Me? I'd rather have chocolate, Diet Coke, and a good book.
OMMMMMM! GIVEMEMOOOORREE CHOCOLATE OMMMMMMM!
Lincoln Center Reflecting Pool
May Day 2011
Afternoon MeditationNew York Botanical Garden, Desert Exhibitions
Late April 2011
Me? I'd rather have chocolate, Diet Coke, and a good book.
OMMMMMM! GIVEMEMOOOORREE CHOCOLATE OMMMMMMM!
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