Personally, I’ll take the wine every time. But then that’s me.
I spent more than a bit of time contemplating over truth yesterday. What it is to me, how I view certain aspects of my thinking process.
Today, we have the Stone, Water or Wine lecture to peek something in us, you and me.
Personally, after the age of 12 I came to a conclusion the Bible was just a book. Well, not JUST a book, but a book of symbols, allegory. Something with a deeper meaning that had to be figured out. Nothing to do with history really, though many did then and have tried since to convince me otherwise. I’ll have to tell you about the month I spent in conversation with weekly visits from a certain group to my farm house, in the middle of nowhere.
Astounding that they even found me there, but they did. It was also the one and only time my dog has ever growled at a human. . .
Now there’s a combo pack for you. A comic book hero, an American intelligence finding agency, a mystic, and you.
What is it these all have in common?
The topic for today’s Neville lecture/audio combination. Truth.
“Ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.”
Well daylight has come, the sun is shining and I can finally stand upright. Damn this has been a shitty week as far as health goes let me tell you.
Not that I’m prone to wining. I pretty much suck it up when it comes to pain. This last week though was unbearable. The cold, the coughing and throwing my back out to what felt like left field, man, it was killer.
And it had an effect on my attitude, as much as I did to prevent it. I have to confess it did. Dragging my ass around all week. Focus was thrown off. Everything. So for that, I have to apologize cuz I’m pretty sure I have been firing on only 2 of the 8 cylinders I usually work with.
Today’s Neville radio lecture is on Meditation.
A simple thing really.
Sit or lay there, close your eyes and let your mind wander until you get to the zenful bliss of a Buddhist monk high atop a mountain in a monastery in the clouds..
Oh wait, that’s not it at all is it. . . .