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when you see the beauty in your imperfections. your stutter, your accent, your slouch, your squint, your posture, your gait ā every aspect of you is a sacred manifestation of the story of your life, every dissonant horn and screeching string is crying out to tell the story of you
I loved Alan Watts for many years (still do, tho I havenāt listened in a while) and the most challenging of his riffs that I struggled to understand was āThe reason you want to be better, is the reason why you arenāt.ā It seemed bleak as fuck to me, and he said it with a laugh
he was gesturing at the absolute comedic futility of self-improvement. itās like trying to improve a cloud, or a tree. it canāt be done. if you really dig into it, there isnāt even a self to improve. itās just an illusion. O god! O fuck! Thereās nothing to stand on! https://t.co/RUToEV0g8Z
āBut I have all these problems and all these imperfections and I make all these mistakes-ā Yes, yes! Glorious! But you see, every one of those things is a matter of context and framing. Chaos at one level is harmony at another. We get adorably attached to our point of view https://t.co/jQRAgCATYI
āyou can make every note work with every chord [...] rather than say this note is good or bad, itās more, this note hasnāt found itās consequence yet, or this note is in the wrong context [...] if it feels right, then it's probably fine." ā @jacobcollier https://t.co/7ePxG3sv8E
there is a lightness of being when you unshackle yourself from your point of view, and in that expanded awareness everything flows quite effortlessly, gracefully this doesnāt mean the *complete* absence of muscular tension, but the difference is enough to basically feel like it
guy on the left is stressed that he is an unintegrated wannabe guy on the right has cheerfully accepted that he is one, and always will be in that narrow space in between, is all the āsecretā energy that he was hoping to attain. hilariously, it truly is within you all along https://t.co/myo1ZDZbWX
there are of course still many areas of my life in which I experience stress and anxiety! This is because I am an unintegrated wannabe and always will be! š and I can laugh about that because I have experienced the magic of transmuting anxiety to laughter
In my early-mid-20s I felt that my existence was an ordeal, a prison sentence with extra steps. I felt trapped in my body, in my mind, in my circumstances. I realize now that I *am* the universe, I am at home in the universe, the universe is just as much trapped within me
I recurringly find it useful to look for the joke (our expectations are the setup and reality is the punchline). The idea of stress and anxiety being a kind of cosmic indigestion gets me laughing again. Who are you to hold in the universe?? š cmon. Fart it out! Shake it off! Wew
your clinginess, neediness, etc are creations & manifestations of your fear, which is trying to keep you safe. some yelling and screaming is understandable, but really theyāll start to leave you alone when you hug them and tell them thank you, I love you. Makes em uncomfortableš¤Ŗ