Sex . There , I said it .

This is how Chocolate O’ Clock works -

As I move throughout my day, various things imprint upon my brain as “worthy of being noted” , and depending on which thought I give the most air-time to, I will post.

More often than not, I post asking myself ( and more importantly you ) questions with the philosophy that contemplation fertilizes the brain.

So its noon-time, and I want to post.

I asked my SO what he thinks i should post about. He says sex. Not a big surprise there, I think there are alot of people  that are glued to any topic involving sex.

What is it about the topic that has most of the world glued?

We want to know that we are normal.

We want to know that we are not the only people in the world that feel the way we do.

We want to know that we have worthiness and that we are special; and when we feel a little less than that we hope to hear something that will help us to be more worthy and more special

We use sex as our measure of value, we behave as if mastering this one topic will give us our health, our freedom, our income, our esteem.

Maybe for some it does.

There are always exceptions to every rule.

If I am going to speak honestly on the subject, I can only speak from the perspective of the importance of it in my life.

Its simply a symptom of connection.

It is simply a by-product of two people in the flow of loving life and using the other person as a physical means of feeling this joy.

For this reason it shouldnt be more important than breathing clean air, feeling sunshine on your face, or having a nice big piece of chocolate cake.

 Its only of importance to those who arent getting any of it,and to anyone who wants more of it, the quickest route I can tell is to find something that brings you joy, makes you smile, and melts your heart .

The very sight of that is the shortest distance between two people.                                                                           

For The Love of God/Goddess/Creator/All-That-Is I’m Back !!!!!

Yay.

Seems like a million years since my last post here.

I re-read some of my old posts and think “what the hell was that all about?”

and then I think “Damn im good.”

I’d read this if I werent writing it.

Again, missed you all and look forward to a juicy new post freshly-sliced off the top of my brain.

The Mind of God , 2

Mindfulness of Anger

Anger is an unpleasant feeling.
It is like a blazing flame that burns up our self-control and causes us to say and do things that we regret later.
When someone is angry, we can see clearly that he/she is abiding in hell.
Anger and hatred are the materials from which hell is made. A mind without anger is cool , fresh , and sane. The absence of anger is the basis of real happiness , the basis of love and compassion.

When our anger is placed under the lamp of mindfulness, it imediatly begins to lose some of its destructive nature.
We can say to ourselves, “breathing in, I know that anger is in me. Breathing out, I know that I am my anger”. If we follow our breathing closely while we identify and mindfully observe our anger, it can no longer monopolize our conciousness.

Awareness can be called upon to be a companion for our anger.
Our awareness of our anger does not suppress it or drive it out.
It just looks after it. This is a very important principle. Mindfulness is not a judge. It is more like an older sister looking after and comforting her younger sister in an affectionate and caring way. We can concentrate on our breathing in order to maintain this mindfulness and know ourselves fully.

When we are angry, we are not usually inclined to return to ourselves.
We want to think about the person who is making us angry, to think about his hateful aspects- his rudeness, dishonesty , cruely , maliciousness , and so on. The more we think about him, listen to him, or look at him, the more our anger flares. His dishonesty and hatefulness may be real, imaginary , or exaggerated, but in fact, the root of our problem is the anger itself, and we have to come back and look first of all inside ourselves. It is best if we do not listen or look at the person whom we consider to be the cause of our anger.
Like a fireman, we have to pour water on the blaze first and not waste time looking for the one who set the house on fire.
“Breathing in, I know that I am angry. Breathing out, I know that I must put all my energy into caring for my anger.”
So we avoid thinking about the other person, and we refrain from doing or saying anything as long as our anger persists. If we put all our mind into observing our anger, we will avoid doing any damage that we might regret later.

When we are angry, our anger is our very self. To suppress it or chase it away is to suppress or chase away our very self. When we are joyful, we are the joy. When we are angry, we are the anger. When anger is born in us, we can be aware that the anger is an energy in us, and we can accept that energy in order to transform it into another kind of energy. When we have a compost bin filled with organic material which is decomposing and smelly, we know that we can transform the waste into beautiful flowers. At first, we may see the compost and the flowers as opposite, but when we look deeply, we see that the flowers already exist in the compost, and the compost already exist in the flowers. It only takes a couple of weeks for a flower to decompose.
When a good organic gardener looks into her compost, she can see that, and she does not feel sad or disgusted. Instead, she values the rotting material and does not discriminate against it. It takes only a few months for compost to give birth to flowers. We need the insight and non-dual vision of the organic gardener with regard to our anger.
We need not be afraid of it or reject it. We know that the anger can be a kind of compost, and that it is within its power to give birth to something beautiful. We need anger in the way that the organic gardener needs compost. If we know how to accept our anger, we already have some peace and joy.
Gradually we can transform anger completely into peace, love, and understanding.

Thich Nhat Hanh- Peace is every step

The Mind of God

Some people pluck thoughts from the mind of God and we call it inspired messages.
Often I will take various passages from various people ,all plucking from the mind of God.

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There is no possibility in any man that is not in every man; but if they proceed naturally, no two men will grow into the same thing, or be alike. Every man comes into the world with a predisposition to grow along certain lines, and growth is easier for him along those lines than in any other way. This is a wise provision, for it gives endless variety. It is as if a gardener should throw all his bulbs into one basket; to the superficial observer they would look alike, but growth reveals a tremendous difference. So of men and women; they are like the basket of bulbs. One may be a rose and add brightness and color to some dark corner of the world; one may be a lily and teach a lesson of love and purity to every eye that sees; one may be a climbing vine and hide the rugged outlines of some dark rock; one may be a great oak among whose boughs the birds shall nest and sing, and beneath whose shade the flocks shall rest at noon, but every one will be something worth while, something rare, something perfect.

The Science of Being Great - Wallace Wattles

Abraham Resolves A Case of Cognitive Dissonance