The Frequency Decreases… Yet Again!

No, I’ve been meditating for 66 days continuously now. If anything I can say that it has been having some or maybe no difference at all in my daily life. However, the one change I can definitely tell is that I don’t have any expectations from the practice. In fact, this post is written for the very purpose that I am not going to unravel some great mystery about the universe by this practice. However, I am going to continue to practice every day. I think the expectations one has from life, relationships within that life, and then the outcomes from those expectations are serious detractors in life. The frequency of posting here definitely has decreased and I will attribute that to work getting started all over again.

This post does however mark the merger of my own personal notes and the blog that I am now maintaining as my physical journal. My body of work which will remain after me. Hopefully, someone going through the same trials and tribulations will be able to use this as a reference and not make the same mistakes or perhaps use the steps I took to make it a wonderful life. For me, it was a poem that shaped many of my ideologies since I was young. Not all but some.

“A moment there my buoyant heart hung slack,

And then the glad, barbaric blood came back

Singing a livelier tune; and in my pulse

Beat the great wave that surges and exults …

Why I was there and whither I must go I did not care.

Enough for me to know

The same unresting struggle and the glowing

Beauty of spendthrift-hours, bravely showing

Life, an adventure perilous and gay;

And Death, a long and vivid holiday.”

‘Swimmers’ by Louis Untermeyer

In other news, I have a few drafts that are pending publication here on this blog but I am encouraged to write and write more often. I think I will now write with a sense of urgency because I know that all this privilege I have been afforded should not be wasted. In a related story about making life better each day, I am now almost back to regular running. I did feel something funny in my ankle today but hopefully, the little kinks will unravel as I get more time stamping the tender grounds. Aerobic in Zone 2 is the fad of the day. Perhaps I can get 8 kilometers in each day.

The Giant is NOT Sleeping

I didn’t write since quite a few days. It might seem like I was off track. The truth is far from it. I have reigned in almost all of the distractions in my life. My life that is basically a preparation to die in peace, maybe not just for me, but for me and my loved ones. Maybe that was the goal always. Spread your seed, do the deed that life wants you to and then perish, but gently and then rest in peace.
At any rate, while I might not be supporting life in it’s mission I know the clock is ticking for me and my loved ones. This is why each day is a grind and inspired by a few people on the internet I make sure that I rise with a renewed hope to earn the sunrise. With that thought, here’s my progress tracker. The days I’m not successful at doing what I should be doing I call myself out.

The BJJ restarts next week. Running is still on the backseat because my ankle is hurting but after BJJ starts running may or may not start in parallel.
Love and Peace,