Inconsolable Sorrow; Listening to Mark Tully this morning on 'Something understood'. The following music came on, and I remembered the times it had stopped me in my tracks as I stood to listen, and suddenly it took the words inconsolable sorrow to a new meaning. The knowledge that sadness goes on forever, it is an emotion you can visit again and again for it runs like a river through the body.
And no I am not being emotionally unstable but reflecting on the pain we all have to live with through life whoever we are. Tully was talking about mindfulness, a new look at meditation. For someone like me meditation doesn't work, my mind, a bit like my body, jumps up and down with thoughts and things to do. Sitting doing nothing is not in my makeup.
It brought to mind a photo of Paul sitting quietly by the river with his head turned to gaze down into the water, and I remember the calm of his face and the peacefulness of the water, a happy memory.
So other stories came to mind the one of the man who gave his life to feed a hungry tigress and the colourful beetles that decorated the imagery of the Asuka temple I had come across some of these beetles in one of the specimens he had collected in big glass fronted drawers.
Enjoy the music, stop and reflect as Spiegel im Spiegel, plays its monotonous slow beat, let the hurry out of your soul and be still and silent and perhaps think of roses;)
I can spend hours in contemplative silence - daydreaming as my parents would have called it.
ReplyDeleteI wonder if people daydream, especially young people daydream now? life is all instant stimulation via their phones.
DeleteThese moments of epiphany are what change us and make us grow I think.
ReplyDeleteVery true. I remember suddenly coming to the realisation that it wasn't important knowing the name of every insect or flower but just to let them be.
DeleteWe used to go to Yoga as a family, and the yoga was the bit I had to do in order to get to the bit which wasspecial - the teacher-led meditation (and she was brilliant at it).
ReplyDeleteI can appreciate that piece of music, but am "jizzed up" still from an early start to the day, lots of driving and looking round an outside Antiques market in Ludlow. Today I wanted that piece of music to speed up!
You are getting back into your old ways Jennie of fairs and antique markets. Do not jizz up the music, it has a calming influence.
DeleteSome things in life cannot be fixed, they just have to be carried.
ReplyDeleteIt is definitely a piece that needs to be stood and listened to; I need to revisit Something Understood, I really enjoyed it when I listened. Thankyou.
Something Understood is such a good programme to listen to on a Sunday, reflective and calming Mrs.L
DeleteThe dripping notes of the piano remind us that to be effective, music doesn't always have to be the preserve of dexterous hands. Simplicity can be incredibly disarming.
ReplyDeleteI suppose you could see it like nursery rhythm music a simple repetitiveness to it. But the two instruments the piano and cello work well together.
DeleteI too have a butterfly mind Thelma. I have a beautiful brooch my first husband bought me when he saw it in a jeweller's window - not for a special occasion but simply because I have a butterfly mind. But I do think it is important to thinkabout things which need quiet thought - like the death of Sir David Amess this week end and about the 'fate' of Afghan girls and education - I find I can manage it best when I am walking alone on my daily walk.
ReplyDeleteGathering one's thoughts immediately comes to mind Pat. Sir David's death was a terrible thing but it does seem to me that the media linger on one problem without addressing the fundamentals behind the problem. Protecting all the politicians will be almost impossible, we have arrived at a state when 'free thought' is the norm. The genie is out of the bottle now with social media, everyone has an opinion sadly.
ReplyDeleteThere are all types of slowing and thinking slowly. Meditation is only one. You can listen to music or look at a sunset or even re-read a favorite poem. Whatever gives you some solace in this crazy world.
ReplyDeleteAs we plunder so we ease the pain Tabor. Which will win out in the end though I wonder?
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