WalkaboutWirt Blog Post #11
Riding the Waves
My recent photos tell the story. Lots of powerful emotions like the thunderous surf along the shores of Hams/Caves Beach. No surfers out amongst that while so much energy is causing such a commotion. I wouldn't want to be on the bottom of some of those rollers dumping along the shoreline. In comparison, I am feeling the enormous flow of energy generated around the world over recent weeks, causing unrest within me - and perhaps you?
How have I dealt with that mix of emotions, having been quietly biding my time for weeks turning into months - trying to manage my personal energy between restraint, while in lockdown, and then to face a surge of emotions by humanity across our planet? I had thought that I was cruising along pretty well for most of that time, even after the groundswell of reaction to fateful events in my birth land that raised deep, longstanding issues, brought into the spotlight for healing. That during the health pendemic and financial disaster the world is dealing with. It was an emotional washing machine for me, but mostly under the surface. My relative calmness was a thin mask that rather fooled me, while the deeper response was engaging in stirring up a range of feelings, along with compassion and hope, leading to a degree of inner turmoil.
Up until then, I had been distancing myself more from most media after my initial poking, pursuing and pondering the whirlwind of events earlier in the year. While keeping some observation on the games being played, I chose not to over-indulge on the smorgasbord of news, trustworthy sources, or not. Just try to take on what is relevant to me.
Meditation, music, and connection with my community of family and friends seemed like the best way to keep my feet on the ground. There is an overwhelming amount of excellent inspirational material on the internet I can select from at will. Reading and writing have also kept me busy, along with walks and some gardening. An excellent book I just finished makes my current situation look like a year of free rides at Disneyland. It's an incredible true-life adventure in the early '70s by a young American man seeking truth and the meaning of life: The Journey Home by Radhanath Swami was a very worthwhile, uplifting investment.
In recent days I hit a pothole when I took my eyes off the 'road'. Distracted by allowing myself to try to make sense of the impact of the lingering world situation and trying to determine where it is leading was my fatal mistake. That is a deadly trap fueled daily through various media, that has no answer, even though there are dozens of 'experts' prepared to tell me how to prepare for the looming doom and gloom - how long it may last etc.
Refocusing on the road - staying in the present, trying to manage my time and activities as happily and effectively as possible, is the only way I know to avoid the mind games of illusion that can lead to the pain of imaginings. Flat tyre incurred hitting the pothole repaired, I'm back on the road again. I can see a rainbow, with a pot of gold at the ends of it, though perhaps difficult to find under the sea. Better that illusion than the prophecy of gloom and doom I reckon.
Sending you love and good wishes for wellness! Keep safe and sane!
Greg
My recent photos tell the story. Lots of powerful emotions like the thunderous surf along the shores of Hams/Caves Beach. No surfers out amongst that while so much energy is causing such a commotion. I wouldn't want to be on the bottom of some of those rollers dumping along the shoreline. In comparison, I am feeling the enormous flow of energy generated around the world over recent weeks, causing unrest within me - and perhaps you?
How have I dealt with that mix of emotions, having been quietly biding my time for weeks turning into months - trying to manage my personal energy between restraint, while in lockdown, and then to face a surge of emotions by humanity across our planet? I had thought that I was cruising along pretty well for most of that time, even after the groundswell of reaction to fateful events in my birth land that raised deep, longstanding issues, brought into the spotlight for healing. That during the health pendemic and financial disaster the world is dealing with. It was an emotional washing machine for me, but mostly under the surface. My relative calmness was a thin mask that rather fooled me, while the deeper response was engaging in stirring up a range of feelings, along with compassion and hope, leading to a degree of inner turmoil.
Up until then, I had been distancing myself more from most media after my initial poking, pursuing and pondering the whirlwind of events earlier in the year. While keeping some observation on the games being played, I chose not to over-indulge on the smorgasbord of news, trustworthy sources, or not. Just try to take on what is relevant to me.
Meditation, music, and connection with my community of family and friends seemed like the best way to keep my feet on the ground. There is an overwhelming amount of excellent inspirational material on the internet I can select from at will. Reading and writing have also kept me busy, along with walks and some gardening. An excellent book I just finished makes my current situation look like a year of free rides at Disneyland. It's an incredible true-life adventure in the early '70s by a young American man seeking truth and the meaning of life: The Journey Home by Radhanath Swami was a very worthwhile, uplifting investment.
In recent days I hit a pothole when I took my eyes off the 'road'. Distracted by allowing myself to try to make sense of the impact of the lingering world situation and trying to determine where it is leading was my fatal mistake. That is a deadly trap fueled daily through various media, that has no answer, even though there are dozens of 'experts' prepared to tell me how to prepare for the looming doom and gloom - how long it may last etc.
Refocusing on the road - staying in the present, trying to manage my time and activities as happily and effectively as possible, is the only way I know to avoid the mind games of illusion that can lead to the pain of imaginings. Flat tyre incurred hitting the pothole repaired, I'm back on the road again. I can see a rainbow, with a pot of gold at the ends of it, though perhaps difficult to find under the sea. Better that illusion than the prophecy of gloom and doom I reckon.
Sending you love and good wishes for wellness! Keep safe and sane!
Greg
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