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11/7/2013

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I have noticed, when I am knee deep in internal hysteria, the easiest way to remove the angst I am feeling is to soften my perception of what is happening. Reading the quote below and the FB page post, I now realize I am taking a moment to readjust and get my act together.

Granted, sometimes this is much easier said than done. BUT - I bet if I coupled gazing with breathing I would REALLY be able to get my act together quickly.

I have also concluded that closing your eyes and softly coming "back to reality" is very much a gaze.

Hello yoga.

Hello meditation.

Hello concentrating on breathing.

Apparently, I got this...

Gaze
Lower your eyelids halfway, and gaze in the direction of something that pleases you. Instead of penetrating with your eyes, soften your focus to see things in their true light. Gaze lovingly at the gentle curve of a handmade bowl, the way that sunlight filters through the old window in your attic. Gaze at the wildflowered hillside until you see just a splash of color here and a burst of magenta there. Gaze upon the face of an old woman with your eyes, trace the lines that travel around her mouth and circumnavigate her forehead. Read a bit of her history in her face. Let your softened eyes meet hers gently, and toss a quiet smile in her direction. Learn to see the unseen. Gaze at a skyscraper and see a temple. Gaze at the moon and see a woman with a basket. Gaze into the mirror into your own eyes, until your vision takes you past your own exterior and into the deepest recesses of yourself. 

There isn't anything "rap" about this instrumental.
It is really more techo.
Excellent gazing music.

http://youtu.be/ewT0NRLaRXs
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Mel link
11/7/2013 06:45:26 pm

I was reading this after dinner, as I took a pause from cleaning the kitchen. I has just summoned my kids upstairs, then retracted for my daughter, reminding her to do her homework assignment. She whined and I yelled, "Find the moon!" I read another two sentences, then she whined. I yelled, "look out all the windows, front and back!" I read another couple lines. She whined. So I huffed and pranced out side to find the mother blasted moon myself. After rounding the house, I conceded. The moon was once again hiding. Three weeks of night clouds makes a moon observation assignment hard to do. So I gave her a picture from the computer of what the dang moon looked like an hour ago when it showed its face for a half second.
I resumed reading the last bit of the passage- find a lady in a friggin basket, in the moon?? Fuck you, alright. Maggie's there, but I'm so not.

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Maggie ~ TGHR
11/11/2013 03:01:25 am

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL

Maggie's there?!

Oh sweet pea, I think NOT. THIS is why I write and dance and sing and quote and do all kinds of things in order to get my own shit together.

It is NEVER easy!

xo

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