In a modern vehicle, you can cross 500 miles of rocky desert in a day without even getting your pants dirty.
The many modernity of insulation between you and the world makes this possible. The car is situated on an expanded rubber tire, topped by a chamber suspended by a spring and a pneumatic shock absorber. The room contains adjustable plush chairs and entertaining options to protect you from heat, rain, dust and rattlesnakes. The entire device rolls along the smooth sidewalk ribbon and cuts into the landscape with explosives and bulldozers.
This insulation system for the desert and its harsh conditions is so effective that you are not even in the desert. When one of these insulation layers fails – bragging or air conditioning breaks down, you are still just a fragile human body, and the fragile human body surrounded by a cruel desert in three dimensions becomes inevitable.
Like this, you are always fully embedded in your surroundings. Your body and its sensory organs are always connected to the surroundings, molecules to the whole molecule, whether it is the scorching air of the desert or the cool interior of an air-conditioned car. This situation – continuous, uninterrupted contact with the world – can be ignored, but never escapes.
My lesson wasn’t dramatic when I lived under a guy who moved to his apartment like a caffeine-containing ogre. He kept crawling, crisscrossing, crossing the space like he was in the escape room, hitting his ogres into hardwoods, barreling at his end to one end, rattled, rattled, and fought for clues.
He never played loud music and did nothing really wrong. I think he is just a big, energetic man, but his constant action drives me crazy when I try to focus or sleep, especially after I learn to get mad about it.
I tried all the spiritual tricks to make it all go smoothly – open to, let go, let go, thank you for having your place completely.
But the usual stuff doesn’t work. It seemed as if his footsteps were connected to my heart, shooting the small jab into my nervous system that I could not ignore. Its injustice made me even more angry, and anger made me awake. My responsiveness will build and build until I hate him. Then I would feel introverted because I knew the building was fragile and he was just a guy walking around the house.
What finally made me peaceful is accepting his steps really yes The molecules of air are connected to my heart through the floor, the walls and the air. As long as I was in that apartment, I could not separate the movements of my neighbor’s body from my inner experiences. Apart from any notion about tenant rights and shared courtesy, there is indeed a direct connection between my neighbor’s big heel and my nervous system, and that’s where I live.
The worries dropped by about 90% when I tried to simply let this thump shake my heart slightly. Direct influence cannot make people zero, but the impact itself is not as bad as my boiling resentment, and anything will affect me like this.
Part of the human condition, or perhaps the whole thing, is that our sensitive caution is always embedded in the rest of the world. Sometimes we can add insulation, but we can’t get out of ourselves. We live in a continuous, causal system.
Almost everything that happens will drag on our hearts. When we feel disgusted, it shrinks and tilts when we feel desire. To some extent, it’s all about the heart.
Even the smallest experience is associated with the heart. Your name is called. Knock on the door. SMS tone on your phone. Remember this is garbage day. Hearing other people’s opinions.
Sometimes, you should definitely insist on building some insulation. Insulation is survival, survival from the harsh nature or other people’s actions. But this is not always available and is not effective. Things keep poking.
Just remember that everything is related to the heart and you can save yourself from suffering. Stick to you can separate your heart from the world, even in a reasonable and inevitable event, can cause painful pain – ask anyone who has ever spent hours of unwelcome comments or babies crying on the plane.
Life seems like the connection between the world and the heart is segregable – my neighbors can’t make an impact on my experience, I can’t avoid any embarrassment, no one can say something I don’t want to hear – can drive you absolutely crazy and unable to stand a normal human life.
This insanity can be avoided when you recognize the location of nodes in an infinite causal network, and practice allows direct contact between your feelings and the world around you. Anyway, this connection – arguing – will happen, but subsequent responsiveness does not always have to be done.
This practice is indeed a kind of intentional physical relaxation that can be extended to the spirit. Make good efforts for the body in vain, make the body impenetrable, make the mind grow roaring and resentful, to “solve” unpleasant injustice. Relax your body and admit that you can’t hide your feelings about hanging out and don’t have to.
To use another analogy, make your legs softer and softer as you slide through bumps. Don’t support – relax, but stay upright and intentional. You can still turn and still respond, but now it is conscious rather than reactive.
This is a skill that becomes more powerful through experimentation. You can call it mindfulness, or just wisdom.
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