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Dynamic tranquility: the Buddha in contemplation.

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Here’s a good quick reading article from Sharon Salzberg (click her name).  It’s excellent if you are needing to hear just the bullets….

Remember some of the important things:

Establish a practice but be kind to yourself and don’t decide that you are going to sit 2-3 hours a day when you’ve never sat.  Pick an amount of time that you can actually sit and then sit!

Remember to breathe.  Remember to use the things that are available to you in your own life, right here and right now, to meditate on.

Know you can meditate without a spiritual path if you choose.

Above all, be kind.  Notice when you move away from your breath and what you do when you realize it.  Do you yell at yourself in your head?  Do you let yourself go off on a torrent?  Do you just say, okay, back to the breath?

Learn to show compassion for yourself and your world by being compassionate to yourself while you are meditating.

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Share your feelings. . .

Dawn walk 

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Michael’s post was so touching. I cannot tell you how much this means to me. I think about this all the time when I think about my aging parents, when I think about the clients I work with, and when I think about my own aging and the likelihood of someone other than family caregiving for me when I am aged…. I hope we all keep these sentiments in mind as we care….

Have A Dream

My Child,

When I grow old, I hope you understand and have patience with me.
In case, i break a plate, or spill soup on the table because I’m losing my eye sight.
I hope you don’t yell at me.
Older people are sensitive , always having self-pity when you yell.
When my hearing gets worse and I can’t hear, what you’re saying.
I hope you don’t call me, “Deaf.”
Please repeat what you said, or write it down.
I’m sorry, my child.
I’m getting older.
When my knees get weaker, I hope you have the patience to help me get up.
Like how I used to help you while you were little, learning to walk.
Please bear with me.
When I keep repeating myself like a broken record,
I hope you just keep listening to me.
Please don’t make fun of me or, get sick of listening to me.

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