Transformation

I've figured some things out.

We change from state to state, from arousal to calm, from pleasant to unpleasant, from one combination of those states to another. The more we conceptualize these states with whatever cultural programming we've been given, the more varied and busy the change is.

It's a lot of work.

Mediation brings us back to the elemental states. The elemental change.  In time meditation becomes no more than the brain keeping everything in balance with the least amount of energy possible.

At that point, as we begin to liberate ourselves from all the programming and all the energy that following that programming takes, we move from change to transformation. 

True deep rest happens, and true deep repair takes root and makes absolute being possible.

Why I love hatred

In meditation yesterday I hit a vein of hatred in my heart that revealed just how attached to it I really am. All that punk rock energy, all that anger, all that jouissance that was the intense, but ultimately unfulfilling consolation prize of growing up with parents who despised themselves and each other.

All that cre-hate-ivity of the 90s. All that contempt for vulnerability. All that need to be cool. How I with I could go back and truly see how crippled I was by it.  And how vulnerable I was to people who were driven by hatred, not love.

The way out, however, is not to hate the love that I have for hatred.  The only way out is to accept it. and accept however long it will take for that hatred to dissolve, a day, a decade, a lifetime. Not nearly that long if I can learn how to rest in that sea of equanimity.