“Peace Now” “Give Peace a Chance!”, “Peace on Earth” without specifics, these declarations make me wince. They are so non-specific as “peace” can look like anything. Please consider[1]this. What bugs you anyway? That you might pick another’s cause distracts you (not that that’s bad, just different choice of focus).
Peace, as I have experienced it in my life, or maybe I should call it a ‘felt’, has been enjoyed when my baby goes down for a nap (oh that face is priceless). Or perhaps in the fresh snowfall quiet of winter, or maybe from an endorphin high (but then there’s giddiness), or best of all- after a great orgasm! What does it take to have a peaceful feeling in you?
Too often, peace on earth is heard after a battle, fight or argument. Leaving losers, bruised egos and/or death. Death is the most peaceful state of all, from my perspective of viewing. For what on earth are you clamoring?
A peaceful state, what characterizes it? The “peace” as I see it –
NO SOUND,
Stillness
Yin all around, even
NO breathing (except the baby).
If you’re an earthworm or snake living on the earth, with covid has brought less vibration. There is a sense of more quiet. Whales are finding their voices carry further without so many ships and vessels. We are doing less; so that’s more peace.
Personally, I feel peaceful in the few minutes of svasana when I do yoga; deeply relaxed and clear for several days after 12 day (stock silent) meditation retreat – which helps clear out inner dissonance -learning to disassociate ourselves from thoughts and feelings to become witness.
Otherwise my mind is like beehive, I literally have tinnitus. Thoughts churn perseverantly; my consciousness needs to be on “mission”. (At least until now, when my thoughts are disordered by a demonic thought form – however pleasing.)
Moreover, I have peace when I don’t HAVE to engage with you. Another nice side effect, for me, in the pandemic is so many fewer unnecessary interactions; I love the hands-off delivery for that reason alone! (Just kidding)
Why should I disturb my inner will with you anyway: Are you and your drama worth it? Or will something you say to me leave me to ruminate (my habit) for a day and a night?
During my fertile years, I was so sensitive, my dandelion sucker self used to get set off by anything. I’d swear I was psychotic when I had PMS. I’d boil with rage or at least irritably simmer, until I learned to tell my foster siblings I was “feeling a bit too raw and upset” to interact with them patiently. That did help the explosions, using my words and being listened to. Thank you, thank you, thank you, Betsy Emerson, for your intense patience with me!
When I was in practice, I had to learn techniques to listen deeply and yet stay patient, kind and compassionate! It is hard to bite my lips so hard, never mind the teeth grinding[2]. Over time, ones face gets a bit puckered. Learning to send Reiki to the more unfortunate souls helped BTW, later when I got home.
There are so many things to get and stay upset about; how am I supposed to be and stay calm while I’m alive engaging? I could always find something to worry about or fix. Just ask my ‘husband’. I’m so grateful to be in my hermitage[3]with cats!
Instead of the word peace, I think I’ll substitute it with “ease”. Feels a little bouncier to say, don’t you think too? That is not the same as easy….
With those demonstrations though, of people marching while they are schooled together, paradoxically unproductive other than for the vendors, cops, and support staff. Emotional letters create resonance especially to your body’s vessel. You must to tease yourself a little, gently.
May it be so to have a breath of fresh air on your cheek as a reminder to help you lift and pivot!
So next time you want to holler at a demonstration, try “Give ease a chance! At least it won’t have so many consonants – except for the “G” which is Gimel, she brings you light.
[1]Consider, con- with (latin), and sider- the stars. Con, “c” is Kaph and Qoph, “the ring or circle, an “O” is samech kaph and vav, nun – from the reflection of His palm, of oneness; an idea binds, nun – death – a loss of freedom from each other- the mirage of oneness in schools of fishes; sider – samech (oneness) yod(hand of G-d), dalet (gate), resh (rainbow quality and radiance).
[2]It’s hard not to laugh at the dentist who says, “oh, just chill a little”.
[3]All women, as defined by those who menstruate, are well served to have their own space of solitude for their menses. While I’m not Nepali I would need to be put in the menstrual shed, even with it’s lessons. There is great value in being sequestered– so they can keep their sweetness!
