The Monkey Mind

Boredom. Pain. Hunger. Loneliness. Insomnia.  These are the things we experience on our own, it is personal. With those five, we will truly know the truth of things as they are. The truth is, we are almost always alone when we experience them and so are the loved ones of ours, with whom we cannot be always there holding their hands, offering a pair of welcoming ears, or a dependable shoulder. When they are suffering, all alone, low and hurting inside, so much, they can only endure in silence. Though we don't want or allow our loved ones to go through those same experiences, the cycle repeats itself. The baptism of boredom, pain, hunger, loneliness, and insomnia, it is how each of us grows, it is how we mature, mentally, socially, and spiritually.  All of us are imperfect and being imperfect, we do make mistakes. It is easier to forgive ourselves, but difficult to forgive others. Yet post-baptism of the aforementioned experience teaches us to empathize, to understand the meaning of

Take a moment. Breathe Deep as long and deep as possible. Loosen your body. Slowly, let your breath go. By letting go, not only the tension of the entire day but an inner knot of lethargy is undone. Relaxation. It is the physical path of liberation. We give so much time to things, that have no inner connotation with ourselves, we forget our own needs. Work, Study, or even entertainment, there is a limit to how much we can be continuously engaged into. Take a break, let your mind refresh, it is the psyche path of liberation  As human beings, once upon a time, to define the natural forces of nature, we bestowed divinity to those forces. There were times when we could neither understand nor control the external forces which changed the life not only of our own but the entire community we are deeply related to. We gave them the names of gods, demons, and spirits. Fear, the primitive emotion of the caveman psyche led us to the pacification of those divinities with the sacrifice of life not

Even the ordinary is fascinating when curiosity sparks the inferno of the pursuit from the newborn Monkey Mind, undampened by succeeding challenges more challenging than the first. It is not the answer that fascinates the enquiring mind, it lies in the question. The question leading to more questions... The more we ask, the more we realize, "Ignorance never is a bliss" Being ignorant is not an excuse, never was, is, or will be Realizing which, we search for answers but are confronted by more questions we realize caressing the surface of any issue is never going to work so we delve deeper and deeper to the excruciating detail and it is truly engrossing, the feeling that one feels when one thinks In the silence of oneself, we meditate, searching for a pattern, refuting the discrepancy in logic,  and then, we forget, to eat, drink, sleep, talk, love,  and when reaching the farthest limit,  we forget even ourselves. Pleasure reading has always been one of the greatest delights of

Life .  It is a Battlefield.  It starts with waking up early. Then, grudgingly take one step then another to the bathroom. *Splash* *Splash* smash your face with cold water. find yourself wide awake. let the water run inside your mouth, clear the stuffy nose, check your breath, return and make your bed. A sneak peeks at your cell phone. Check the time, check FB, then Insta, then check yourself out in the front camera. Put it back on the bedside. Take a couple of steps towards the mat. Then stretch your unwilling body, let the flow of body take its natural course, the rejuvenation starts.  After warm-up some yoga, it is tough, to maintain the positions, to take the next step, with legs, those small hands, still, you gotta do what you gotta do Never Give Up! Likewise, we struggle with each moment of our lives, from the tiny-whiny things to the bigger stuff. We are doing it not with a resignation of the inevitable but with hope deep down inside of us, that something will get better, even

The Monkey Mind Behind every successful " The Monkey Mind " man, there exists a stalwart woman; she may be his doting mother or his dearest wife or the supportive girlfriend, or any female or a team of females related to him by blood or by marriage or friendship, who wiser beyond her/their years looks after him as long as he could remember. Perhaps it is vice versa for some, but it is another story not for the author to tell. Well, "The Monkey Mind" is mentioned in the middle path i.e. Buddhism, "Such is the state of monkey mind defined by restlessness, confusion, and indecisiveness" The focus of such state of mind is on the uncontrollable aspect of the living, which is further elaborated with the quote; "no man with The Monkey Mind is controllable until he is married off or is in a sincere relationship". Then the creature is tamed, for better or for worse. After marriage or when engaged in a sincere relationship that ties the everlasting knot, &

  Intro One of my respected instructors informed me of an attitude in which normal everyday events may be perceived as quests. Be it simply an ordinary occasion or a thrilling one, through perceiving it as a quest, we see the world we constantly traverse through, for at the least once, differently, recognize its salient functions and be self-inspired to place plans into action. for example; waking up early, finish off the to-do lists, ta-da! a stealthy kiss good-bye to an irritated partner prior to hurrying to work, etc., etc. Quest; simply means the search for something which is meaningful, but quite tough for the present 'me' or 'us' to achieve. Yet this limitation only exists in our mind. With discipline, followed by consistent willpower, and herculean effort, that supposed difficulty can be chipped away if not in an hour or days or even weeks, then years if it is necessary to do so. "Improvise, Adapt and Overcome" With this in the mind, we put efforts into

                                                                                                                         Descartes: "I think so I am."                                                                                                           Humanity: "I felt, so I was." "The end is near",  whispers warning, threatening, pleading; they seep in, covert, from an unknown corner of the mind, the domain of the forgotten memories. They reach towards the center of my being, where my conscious resides, identifying me. Me, once a boy with heads above the clouds, who walked this earth unmoved by the rationality of the material. Me, always one with the tumultuous flow of emotions enveloped within the embrace of every single moment; by the rising tide of excitement and the falling calm to the ordinary, but no more, no more I was, now I am.  I am the by-product of the same malleable substance that everyone once was, a child full of questions, the curiou