Ra Even More of Ra Bliss!
Sunday 7:45 p.m.
There's a wee island in a pond at the Samye Ling. It's in front of the stupa. If you cross the bridge, you get to the island and there's seat on it dedicated to Gwen Millburn, I think. Once two years ago I sat on this seat all day, apart from gettting food and etc. You could see the sun move over the sky and behind the hill, which is at the back of the stupa from there. I haven't been at the Samye Ling since last July. But I sat on that seat today.
Can you tell the difference from the last time you were there? I've never had meditations like it...
Had to dash out then!
Monday 1:00 p.m.
I remember clearly when I was about ten having a real cosy feeling for God. I remember thinking it didn't matter what happened to me or anyone else because God was watching over us and it was all going to be alright in the end.
This is an example of where you can reach with the best, low key toiliet training! All the anxieties and neuroses begin to arrive when they should ... when you're a teenager!
This is god as reassurance. I was getting this yesterday though I don't believe in anything anymore. It doesn't matter what happens to me or anyone else. It's going to be alright. This is a very nice feeling to have and I would recommend it. It's the contentment breaking through, I hope.
Julia Churchill of Darley Anderson Literary Agency, etc., has agreed to have a look at the first couple of chapters of Ancient Futures. This was a bit unexpected since she's already knocked back Light in the Dark and Bomber. But maybe it goes to show that all the spadework in agent harassment over the past thirteen months hasn't been a complete waste of time. I wish Ancient Futures was a bit better now!
I got an email today about a guy at work who's just been given the Black Spot. He's going to be terminated from his connection with the five sense bases pretty soon. Termination through a very, very bad cough. What a shame! Younger, much younger than me. No bliss. And I must have smoked more fags and such than him. I hope when I get the Black Spot (I'm three years overdue already!) that, after the initial shock and horror passes, I will think it's alright. Everything's going to be alright. As the man said: Why worry? Be happy.
10:15 p.m.
I went out for my first jogette this evening since I done in my knee maybe six or eight weeks ago. Felt like a fat old bloke. I am a fat old bloke, but I don't usually run like one. Anyway, the knee feels fine so no excuse now for being a fatboy!
This is RaBlissBlog telling you about further developments in ra bliss. Report so far:
1) Ra bliss you get sitting up. This takes a while, but since you're sitting this is the way you're going to get ra bliss.
2) Ra bliss you get lying flat. This bliss showed up a couple of months ago. This puts yoga nidra into an entirely different context. Yoga Nidra, one's told, is how yogis sleep without sleeping. The body sleeps, but the mind doesn't. Yeah? With ra bliss you get the point maybe.
3) Ra bliss you get on your side. The buddha died like this. On his right side. This has only happened once or twice, but is the way to go!
4) Ra bliss you get rolling over. So at the Samye at the weekend I was doing yoga nidra on the floor of room 16. Quite some bliss, but I wanted to sleep so rolled over onto my side. Wakened up and felt good, but none of ra bliss. Then I rolled over onto my back and voila, ra bliss! Flattened into an envelope of ra bliss.
Be fun if someday you walked along in ra bliss. Could you be like that? Well, I've lived like a crabbit basturn for most of my life, so walking around with ra bliss will be a piece of cake!
There's a wee island in a pond at the Samye Ling. It's in front of the stupa. If you cross the bridge, you get to the island and there's seat on it dedicated to Gwen Millburn, I think. Once two years ago I sat on this seat all day, apart from gettting food and etc. You could see the sun move over the sky and behind the hill, which is at the back of the stupa from there. I haven't been at the Samye Ling since last July. But I sat on that seat today.
Can you tell the difference from the last time you were there? I've never had meditations like it...
Had to dash out then!
Monday 1:00 p.m.
I remember clearly when I was about ten having a real cosy feeling for God. I remember thinking it didn't matter what happened to me or anyone else because God was watching over us and it was all going to be alright in the end.
This is an example of where you can reach with the best, low key toiliet training! All the anxieties and neuroses begin to arrive when they should ... when you're a teenager!
This is god as reassurance. I was getting this yesterday though I don't believe in anything anymore. It doesn't matter what happens to me or anyone else. It's going to be alright. This is a very nice feeling to have and I would recommend it. It's the contentment breaking through, I hope.
Julia Churchill of Darley Anderson Literary Agency, etc., has agreed to have a look at the first couple of chapters of Ancient Futures. This was a bit unexpected since she's already knocked back Light in the Dark and Bomber. But maybe it goes to show that all the spadework in agent harassment over the past thirteen months hasn't been a complete waste of time. I wish Ancient Futures was a bit better now!
I got an email today about a guy at work who's just been given the Black Spot. He's going to be terminated from his connection with the five sense bases pretty soon. Termination through a very, very bad cough. What a shame! Younger, much younger than me. No bliss. And I must have smoked more fags and such than him. I hope when I get the Black Spot (I'm three years overdue already!) that, after the initial shock and horror passes, I will think it's alright. Everything's going to be alright. As the man said: Why worry? Be happy.
10:15 p.m.
I went out for my first jogette this evening since I done in my knee maybe six or eight weeks ago. Felt like a fat old bloke. I am a fat old bloke, but I don't usually run like one. Anyway, the knee feels fine so no excuse now for being a fatboy!
This is RaBlissBlog telling you about further developments in ra bliss. Report so far:
1) Ra bliss you get sitting up. This takes a while, but since you're sitting this is the way you're going to get ra bliss.
2) Ra bliss you get lying flat. This bliss showed up a couple of months ago. This puts yoga nidra into an entirely different context. Yoga Nidra, one's told, is how yogis sleep without sleeping. The body sleeps, but the mind doesn't. Yeah? With ra bliss you get the point maybe.
3) Ra bliss you get on your side. The buddha died like this. On his right side. This has only happened once or twice, but is the way to go!
4) Ra bliss you get rolling over. So at the Samye at the weekend I was doing yoga nidra on the floor of room 16. Quite some bliss, but I wanted to sleep so rolled over onto my side. Wakened up and felt good, but none of ra bliss. Then I rolled over onto my back and voila, ra bliss! Flattened into an envelope of ra bliss.
Be fun if someday you walked along in ra bliss. Could you be like that? Well, I've lived like a crabbit basturn for most of my life, so walking around with ra bliss will be a piece of cake!
posted by Hotboy at 7:44 PM
7 Comments:
I say!
SOme quotes for you. Can you put names to them?
If there is another world, he lives in bliss. If there is none, he made the best of this.
Only a man who has felt ultimate despair is capable of feeling ultimate bliss.
Why this is hell, nor am I out of it. Think'st thou that I, who saw the face of God and tasted the eternal joy of heaven, am not tormented with ten thousand hells in being deprived of everlasting bliss?
If people become ecstatic the whole society will have to change, because this society is based on misery. If people are blissful you cannot lead them to war -- to Vietnam, or to Egypt, or to Israel. No. Someone who is blissful will just laugh and say: This is nonsense!
Mingin'! No idea who said the quotes, but the last one is especially good. Though you could exchange blissful for stoned and it might still work. Hotboy
Good for you for running! You are not a fatboy, you are hotboy!
I've got your jogger's knee now hotboy. Thanks for that.
You could give my regards to Eskdalemuir or whatever it's called. Say I'm sorry abput the screaming in 1989.
In 1989 the Samye Ling folk realised that they would have preferred us to scream silently. Just ask them and they'll tell you, unless they are suffering RMS (repressed memory syndrome).
My advice would be to play it safe anyway. Save your screams till you get home. Does that help?
Adolf! Zeig! The knee is a wee bit stiff this morning, so it must have run round the island and got back here. That's no help to anyone. Would you like it back? Hotboy
Let's stick with this system since it seems to be working in well with the time zones.
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