Treating my mind and body like domesticable animals.
We have these two incredible tools to traverse our universe and planet, respectively, and what do we do with them? Let them run us into the proverbial ground. Senseless, stressy thoughts. Poor body management. Lazy everything.
Loops on loops on loops of the same circular messes, all dirtying our best intentions and highest truths.
But, alas! There is a better way!
Leveraging Eastern philosophy, Western psychology, and a grab bag of physiology, physics, art, and poetry gadgets, I now have two adorable, highly-functional, only-sometimes-annoying pets.
“ello, Mind. hullo, Body. It’s me, yo’ boss.”
Taking the reins of these two animals and breaking them in is as much willpower as it is an understanding.
If you aren’t your body, which Michael Singer beautifully argues in “The Search for Truth,” *and* you have the ability to observe the voice in your head, which makes it separate from the thing observing (you, baby), then you can safely walk towards the comforting conclusion that *YOU* are neither.
Discovering this was game-changing— the incessant wants of my mind and body were irrelevant noise and mostly pointless, troublemaking antics.
After the understanding, then the work.
For years I had been winding down (or maybe it’s up?) the path of enlightenment and this tiny truth time-wrinkled the road.
I set out to learn how to reliably rule both for the greater good — peace.
TBH, it’s a bit of a scuffle to restore authority to its proper owner.
Here are some strategies I found useful:
I have to say, IMHO, it’s worth a few months of psychological scrapes, ego bruises, and pouty, whole-body standoffs. When you have these powerful beasts on your higher side, you’re practically limitless.