There's going to be no TV in my heaven.
...Does that sound like your hell?...
Gavin Whyte is the author of The Girl with the Green-Tinted Hair, Happiness & Honey and Waiting for Wings.
Monday, 28 March 2011
6 billion
They say there are 6 billion of us.
As M. Scott Peck said, "There are 6 billion religions".
I'd like to add to this - There are 6 billion heavens.
As M. Scott Peck said, "There are 6 billion religions".
I'd like to add to this - There are 6 billion heavens.
Sunday, 27 March 2011
Value of Life
Just reading the April issue of the Fortean Times magazine.
"To teach them the value of life, students at Rende Medical College in Taiwan are obliged to write a will, dress in a shroud, lie in a coffin and be buried under the floorboards for 10 minutes". MX News.
I think that'd do it for me.
"To teach them the value of life, students at Rende Medical College in Taiwan are obliged to write a will, dress in a shroud, lie in a coffin and be buried under the floorboards for 10 minutes". MX News.
I think that'd do it for me.
Tuesday, 22 March 2011
Experiencing the Experience
I always used to think that life was full of lessons.
But what if it isn't?
Who's to say it is, anyway?
What if life is an experience - (a fantastic, miraculous one) - and is merely to be experienced?
. . . and you ( I ) are the nameless experiencer experiencing this amazing experience.
(Crazy to think you're an experience experiencing itself)
But what if it isn't?
Who's to say it is, anyway?
What if life is an experience - (a fantastic, miraculous one) - and is merely to be experienced?
. . . and you ( I ) are the nameless experiencer experiencing this amazing experience.
(Crazy to think you're an experience experiencing itself)
Brainwashed?
My other half said to me the other day, 'You know the spirituality stuff you're into?'
'Yeah,' I said.
'Well,' she said, 'I think you're brainwashed.'
I smiled.
'OK,' I said.
Very, very interesting.
'Yeah,' I said.
'Well,' she said, 'I think you're brainwashed.'
I smiled.
'OK,' I said.
Very, very interesting.
Sunshine
I got a text yesterday from a good mate of mine who's also a fellow postman.
I liked the text so I thought I'd put it on here:
'A woman just called me sunshine on my walk. It made me smile. That is all.'
I liked the text so I thought I'd put it on here:
'A woman just called me sunshine on my walk. It made me smile. That is all.'
Friday, 18 March 2011
The Monkfish and the Monk - Episode 4
The monk fell asleep and he began to dream.
He awoke at the bottom of the ocean. He was sat in the lotus position on a floating branch with a single leaf on it.
A monkfish was swimming close by.
'Oh, Monkfish,' the monk said. 'I was dreaming I was flying through the trees and the clouds. It was dazzling!'
'Hah!' cried the monkfish. 'Next you'll be thinking you're a monk talking to a monkfish!'
And in an instant the monk woke up.
He awoke at the bottom of the ocean. He was sat in the lotus position on a floating branch with a single leaf on it.
A monkfish was swimming close by.
'Oh, Monkfish,' the monk said. 'I was dreaming I was flying through the trees and the clouds. It was dazzling!'
'Hah!' cried the monkfish. 'Next you'll be thinking you're a monk talking to a monkfish!'
And in an instant the monk woke up.
Tuesday, 15 March 2011
Walking Man
There's this one guy who I see on my round every other day. He's always walking really slowly. Once he asked me if there were any jobs going at Royal Mail because he was retired and just loved walking.
The other day I asked him where he walks and why.
'Everywhere,' he said. 'I will not stagnate in front of the TV watching Jeremy Kyle and Bargain Hunters.'
A perfect reason to go for a walk, I thought.
'Have you thought about writing poetry?' I asked.
'Not really.'
'I think you would find endless amounts of inspiritation on your walkabouts,' I said. 'You get to see the seasons change, you hear the birds sing and you get to observe how all this makes you feel.'
He smiled and nodded.
'Yeah, I might do that. Thanks.'
The other day I asked him where he walks and why.
'Everywhere,' he said. 'I will not stagnate in front of the TV watching Jeremy Kyle and Bargain Hunters.'
A perfect reason to go for a walk, I thought.
'Have you thought about writing poetry?' I asked.
'Not really.'
'I think you would find endless amounts of inspiritation on your walkabouts,' I said. 'You get to see the seasons change, you hear the birds sing and you get to observe how all this makes you feel.'
He smiled and nodded.
'Yeah, I might do that. Thanks.'
Sunday, 13 March 2011
Thirsty
Yesterday I got talking to a guy on my post round about the earthquake and tsunami in Japan, and the resulting devastation.
'What's your favourite book?' he asked, out of the blue.
'Gosh,' I said, 'I don't know.'
I thought for a while longer.
'What about Awareness by Anthony De Mello?' I said. 'Oh, and A New Earth by Eckhart Tolle's nice too.'
He handed me back the mail I'd just given to him and told me to write down the books so he could go and order them.
He said he was from Jamaica and didn't have a very good education.
'I've got a thirst for knowledge,' he said.
We got talking about 2012 and he said he thought it was more of a myth.
'What I am worried about is 2013,' he said, looking concerned. 'This solar flare they're expecting.'
He ran upstairs and brought down a book a work colleague had lent him. It was called The God Dellusion.
'I haven't had time to read it,' he said. 'The guy's an atheist. I'd find it hard to read. Tell me, do you think man created God?'
'No,' I said.
He looked at me, intrigued.
'The way I see it,' I said, 'man created the concept of God. We work with concepts. Our mind is addicted to them. We think that by giving something a name we know what it is. We don't. All we've done is stuck a label on something which is unknowable so the conceptual mind can think it is knowable. That tree is unknowable yet we think it is knowable because we've stuck a label on it i.e T-r-e-e. If you look at the tree and see a tree, you're not really looking at the tree. What you're looking at is a concept. When you look at the tree and see a mystery and a miracle then you're getting somewhere.'
'Why the hell are you a postie?' he said.
'What's your favourite book?' he asked, out of the blue.
'Gosh,' I said, 'I don't know.'
I thought for a while longer.
'What about Awareness by Anthony De Mello?' I said. 'Oh, and A New Earth by Eckhart Tolle's nice too.'
He handed me back the mail I'd just given to him and told me to write down the books so he could go and order them.
He said he was from Jamaica and didn't have a very good education.
'I've got a thirst for knowledge,' he said.
We got talking about 2012 and he said he thought it was more of a myth.
'What I am worried about is 2013,' he said, looking concerned. 'This solar flare they're expecting.'
He ran upstairs and brought down a book a work colleague had lent him. It was called The God Dellusion.
'I haven't had time to read it,' he said. 'The guy's an atheist. I'd find it hard to read. Tell me, do you think man created God?'
'No,' I said.
He looked at me, intrigued.
'The way I see it,' I said, 'man created the concept of God. We work with concepts. Our mind is addicted to them. We think that by giving something a name we know what it is. We don't. All we've done is stuck a label on something which is unknowable so the conceptual mind can think it is knowable. That tree is unknowable yet we think it is knowable because we've stuck a label on it i.e T-r-e-e. If you look at the tree and see a tree, you're not really looking at the tree. What you're looking at is a concept. When you look at the tree and see a mystery and a miracle then you're getting somewhere.'
'Why the hell are you a postie?' he said.
Monday, 7 March 2011
Gratitude from the Offset
This 'spirituality' malarkey is all about getting the best out of life without being deluded or/and fooled.
Every moment is to feel like we're getting our times worth.
I asked a man on my round how he was doing.
"Well, I woke up this morning, so it's all good," was his reply.
Gratitude from the offset.
Nice
Every moment is to feel like we're getting our times worth.
I asked a man on my round how he was doing.
"Well, I woke up this morning, so it's all good," was his reply.
Gratitude from the offset.
Nice
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