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I wish I were a tree

I wish I were a tree.

Rooted to one place.
Friend of the wind.
Sun bather.
Rain catcher.

Home to many.
Servant to seasons.
Shade to the hot human.

I am sure I would find the prunings painful,
the winters cold,
and perhaps I would worry about the inevitable fall.

But I doubt it.

For the roar of sap within and the caress of the elements without would drown out all other noisy distractions from what it means to simply
be
Tree.

September 12, 2014

I wish I were a tree

I wish I were a tree.

Rooted to one place.
Friend of the wind.
Sun bather.
Rain catcher.

Home to many.
Servant to seasons.
Shade to the hot human.

I am sure I would find the prunings painful,
the winters cold,
and perhaps I would worry about the inevitable fall.

But I doubt it.

For the roar of sap within and the caress of the elements without would drown out all other noisy distractions from what it means to simply
be
Tree.

September 12, 2014

I wish I were a tree

I wish I were a tree.

Rooted to one place.
Friend of the wind.
Sun bather.
Rain catcher.

Home to many.
Servant to seasons.
Shade to the hot human.

I am sure I would find the prunings painful,
the winters cold,
and perhaps I would worry about the inevitable fall.

But I doubt it.

For the roar of sap within and the caress of the elements without would drown out all other noisy distractions from what it means to simply
be
Tree.

September 12, 2014

I wish I were a tree

I wish I were a tree.

Rooted to one place.
Friend of the wind.
Sun bather.
Rain catcher.

Home to many.
Servant to seasons.
Shade to the hot human.

I am sure I would find the prunings painful,
the winters cold,
and perhaps I would worry about the inevitable fall.

But I doubt it.

For the roar of sap within and the caress of the elements without would drown out all other noisy distractions from what it means to simply
be
Tree.

September 12, 2014

I wish I were a tree

I wish I were a tree.

Rooted to one place.
Friend of the wind.
Sun bather.
Rain catcher.

Home to many.
Servant to seasons.
Shade to the hot human.

I am sure I would find the prunings painful,
the winters cold,
and perhaps I would worry about the inevitable fall.

But I doubt it.

For the roar of sap within and the caress of the elements without would drown out all other noisy distractions from what it means to simply
be
Tree.

September 12, 2014

I've been sitting with something all week: the self-improvement industry has trained us to treat ourselves like projects. Always optimizing, always behind, always one more goal away from being enough. But inner peace isn't something you achieve. It's what's left when you stop chasing and start noticing. You are not a project. You are a person. That distinction changes everything.
#InnerPeace #Mindfulness #Presence #Wellbeing

Worrywart

I am a worrier.

Somehow I think that worrying gives me a measure of control over uncontrollable situations.

I have this idea that if I constantly imagine the worst-case scenario, then it won’t happen. A prediction of a morbid future somehow keeps it at bay.

That way I won’t be surprised.

It might be true or not, but it doesn’t leave much room for positive thoughts.

Or faith in God.

Worrying is just another side of fear, fear running roughshod over trusting the freedom of choice.

I worry a loved one may hurt herself. It would hurt deeply, but what can my worrying do? Except exacerbate the situation by keeping me from being centered, present, prayerful, and hopeful…

Trust is not the answer to worry. Prayer is.

I cannot begin to count the number of years accumulated from the hundreds of sleepless nights I have spent in fretful worry or rage.

Anger is simply another side of the restless coin. I do not believe that God can handle the situation, conversation, conflict, relationship . . . so I must carry on endless conversations in my head rather than simply releasing everything in prayer.

An old song comes to mind . . .  “bigger than all my problems, bigger than all my fears, God is bigger than any mountain that I can or cannot see.”

Let go and let God. Trite perhaps. But in essence quite correct. My hands have become arthritic talons from holding on to so many regrets, slights, grudges, dreams, hurts, wishes …

It is time once again to release the reins.

September 11, 2014

Worrywart

I am a worrier.

Somehow I think that worrying gives me a measure of control over uncontrollable situations.

I have this idea that if I constantly imagine the worst-case scenario, then it won’t happen. A prediction of a morbid future somehow keeps it at bay.

That way I won’t be surprised.

It might be true or not, but it doesn’t leave much room for positive thoughts.

Or faith in God.

Worrying is just another side of fear, fear running roughshod over trusting the freedom of choice.

I worry a loved one may hurt herself. It would hurt deeply, but what can my worrying do? Except exacerbate the situation by keeping me from being centered, present, prayerful, and hopeful…

Trust is not the answer to worry. Prayer is.

I cannot begin to count the number of years accumulated from the hundreds of sleepless nights I have spent in fretful worry or rage.

Anger is simply another side of the restless coin. I do not believe that God can handle the situation, conversation, conflict, relationship . . . so I must carry on endless conversations in my head rather than simply releasing everything in prayer.

An old song comes to mind . . .  “bigger than all my problems, bigger than all my fears, God is bigger than any mountain that I can or cannot see.”

Let go and let God. Trite perhaps. But in essence quite correct. My hands have become arthritic talons from holding on to so many regrets, slights, grudges, dreams, hurts, wishes …

It is time once again to release the reins.

September 11, 2014

Worrywart

I am a worrier.

Somehow I think that worrying gives me a measure of control over uncontrollable situations.

I have this idea that if I constantly imagine the worst-case scenario, then it won’t happen. A prediction of a morbid future somehow keeps it at bay.

That way I won’t be surprised.

It might be true or not, but it doesn’t leave much room for positive thoughts.

Or faith in God.

Worrying is just another side of fear, fear running roughshod over trusting the freedom of choice.

I worry a loved one may hurt herself. It would hurt deeply, but what can my worrying do? Except exacerbate the situation by keeping me from being centered, present, prayerful, and hopeful…

Trust is not the answer to worry. Prayer is.

I cannot begin to count the number of years accumulated from the hundreds of sleepless nights I have spent in fretful worry or rage.

Anger is simply another side of the restless coin. I do not believe that God can handle the situation, conversation, conflict, relationship . . . so I must carry on endless conversations in my head rather than simply releasing everything in prayer.

An old song comes to mind . . .  “bigger than all my problems, bigger than all my fears, God is bigger than any mountain that I can or cannot see.”

Let go and let God. Trite perhaps. But in essence quite correct. My hands have become arthritic talons from holding on to so many regrets, slights, grudges, dreams, hurts, wishes …

It is time once again to release the reins.

September 11, 2014

Worrywart

I am a worrier.

Somehow I think that worrying gives me a measure of control over uncontrollable situations.

I have this idea that if I constantly imagine the worst-case scenario, then it won’t happen. A prediction of a morbid future somehow keeps it at bay.

That way I won’t be surprised.

It might be true or not, but it doesn’t leave much room for positive thoughts.

Or faith in God.

Worrying is just another side of fear, fear running roughshod over trusting the freedom of choice.

I worry a loved one may hurt herself. It would hurt deeply, but what can my worrying do? Except exacerbate the situation by keeping me from being centered, present, prayerful, and hopeful…

Trust is not the answer to worry. Prayer is.

I cannot begin to count the number of years accumulated from the hundreds of sleepless nights I have spent in fretful worry or rage.

Anger is simply another side of the restless coin. I do not believe that God can handle the situation, conversation, conflict, relationship . . . so I must carry on endless conversations in my head rather than simply releasing everything in prayer.

An old song comes to mind . . .  “bigger than all my problems, bigger than all my fears, God is bigger than any mountain that I can or cannot see.”

Let go and let God. Trite perhaps. But in essence quite correct. My hands have become arthritic talons from holding on to so many regrets, slights, grudges, dreams, hurts, wishes …

It is time once again to release the reins.

September 11, 2014

Worrywart

I am a worrier.

Somehow I think that worrying gives me a measure of control over uncontrollable situations.

I have this idea that if I constantly imagine the worst-case scenario, then it won’t happen. A prediction of a morbid future somehow keeps it at bay.

That way I won’t be surprised.

It might be true or not, but it doesn’t leave much room for positive thoughts.

Or faith in God.

Worrying is just another side of fear, fear running roughshod over trusting the freedom of choice.

I worry a loved one may hurt herself. It would hurt deeply, but what can my worrying do? Except exacerbate the situation by keeping me from being centered, present, prayerful, and hopeful…

Trust is not the answer to worry. Prayer is.

I cannot begin to count the number of years accumulated from the hundreds of sleepless nights I have spent in fretful worry or rage.

Anger is simply another side of the restless coin. I do not believe that God can handle the situation, conversation, conflict, relationship . . . so I must carry on endless conversations in my head rather than simply releasing everything in prayer.

An old song comes to mind . . .  “bigger than all my problems, bigger than all my fears, God is bigger than any mountain that I can or cannot see.”

Let go and let God. Trite perhaps. But in essence quite correct. My hands have become arthritic talons from holding on to so many regrets, slights, grudges, dreams, hurts, wishes …

It is time once again to release the reins.

September 11, 2014

Watching people today talk about choosing peace over achievement, and I feel it in my bones. Not because ambition is wrong — but because I've sat across from too many people who got everything they chased and still felt empty. Peace isn't the reward at the end of the race. It's the ground you stand on while you run. You can choose it right now. This moment. This breath.
#InnerPeace #Mindfulness #Presence #WellBeing #SelfCare

THE NOW
How Eckhart Tolle’s Teachings Helped Me See the Present Moment Differently

What began as something I read during a difficult period of my life gradually became something I learned to experience through breath, awareness, and simply being here.

Link below 👇

https://medium.com/@dianabasieseme_60028/the-now-6065ac3e1d67?sk=186c2fd45e0bdc7891c7cee87715c4f2

#Mindfulness #Presence #PersonalGrowth

THE NOW
How Eckhart Tolle’s Teachings Helped Me See the Present Moment Differently

What began as something I read during a difficult period of my life gradually became something I learned to experience through breath, awareness, and simply being here.

Link below 👇

https://medium.com/@dianabasieseme_60028/the-now-6065ac3e1d67?sk=186c2fd45e0bdc7891c7cee87715c4f2

#Mindfulness #Presence #PersonalGrowth

THE NOW
How Eckhart Tolle’s Teachings Helped Me See the Present Moment Differently

What began as something I read during a difficult period of my life gradually became something I learned to experience through breath, awareness, and simply being here.

Link below 👇

https://medium.com/@dianabasieseme_60028/the-now-6065ac3e1d67?sk=186c2fd45e0bdc7891c7cee87715c4f2

#Mindfulness #Presence #PersonalGrowth

THE NOW
How Eckhart Tolle’s Teachings Helped Me See the Present Moment Differently

What began as something I read during a difficult period of my life gradually became something I learned to experience through breath, awareness, and simply being here.

Link below 👇

https://medium.com/@dianabasieseme_60028/the-now-6065ac3e1d67?sk=186c2fd45e0bdc7891c7cee87715c4f2

#Mindfulness #Presence #PersonalGrowth

THE NOW
How Eckhart Tolle’s Teachings Helped Me See the Present Moment Differently

What began as something I read during a difficult period of my life gradually became something I learned to experience through breath, awareness, and simply being here.

Link below 👇

https://medium.com/@dianabasieseme_60028/the-now-6065ac3e1d67?sk=186c2fd45e0bdc7891c7cee87715c4f2

#Mindfulness #Presence #PersonalGrowth

Saw a question today: comfort or inner peace? I've been sitting with it, and here's what I keep coming back to. Comfort is a cushion — it softens the fall but doesn't keep you standing. Inner peace is the ground itself. It doesn't stop the rain, but it means you're not standing on quicksand when it comes. I'll take the ground every time.
#InnerPeace #Mindfulness #Wellness #Presence

" #Mamdani has to make a speech for #911memorial, he's the #mayor of #NewYorkCity!"
Er, no, he doesn't. Mayorship doesn't mean you get the lion's share of speaking engagements. Memorials are about #accompaniment, #bearingwitmess, #platforming others, especially #survivors and #victimfamilies, and #presence. For some moments in life there are no words.

"#Mamdani has to make a speech for #911memorial, he's the #mayor of New York!"
Er, no, he doesn't. Mayorship doesn't mean you get the lion's share of speaking engagements. Memorials are about #accompaniment, #bearingwitmess, #platforming others, especially #survivors and #victimfamilies, and #presence. For some moments in life there are no words.

" #Mamdani has to make a speech for #911memorial, he's the #mayor of #NewYorkCity!"
Er, no, he doesn't. Mayorship doesn't mean you get the lion's share of speaking engagements. Memorials are about #accompaniment, #bearingwitmess, #platforming others, especially #survivors and #victimfamilies, and #presence. For some moments in life there are no words.

" #Mamdani has to make a speech for #911memorial, he's the #mayor of #NewYorkCity!"
Er, no, he doesn't. Mayorship doesn't mean you get the lion's share of speaking engagements. Memorials are about #accompaniment, #bearingwitmess, #platforming others, especially #survivors and #victimfamilies, and #presence. For some moments in life there are no words.

Salutation

https://dandanjean.com/2026/09/06/salutation/

J’aime

https://dandanjean.com/2026/08/29/jaime/

PEURS (Supervielle)

https://arbrealettres.wordpress.com/2026/08/21/peurs-supervielle/

Ni l’un ni l’autre

https://dandanjean.com/2026/08/17/ni-lun-ni-lautre/

DEATH, GOD, &
A VERY SMALL SPIDER 💎

I am increasingly aware that I will leave this world. I don’t know when. I don’t know how. Perhaps within the next decade. Perhaps sooner. Who knows.

And strangely, there is less fear in that now. Most of the fear seems to belong to what I imagine is unknown.

If death is simply the end of Robin and the end of this consciousness, then there will be nobody there to be bothered by it. It will simply be over. And if there is something beyond this life, another realm, another dimension, another form of consciousness, then I suppose I will recognise it when I get there.

I don’t know. And I am quite happy not knowing.

Human beings have created manifold books, religions and pictures of God, spirit, heaven, continuation and eternity. Perhaps some of them point towards something true. Perhaps some are simply beautiful ways of comforting ourselves in the face of death.

But every picture I can make of what comes next is still a picture being made here.

I don’t want to manufacture comfort. I want clarity. I want to meet whatever happens without having already decided what it is supposed to look like.

Maybe there is something. Maybe there is nothing. Either way, reality does not require my opinion.

And while I am sitting here contemplating this enormous mystery, a tiny spider appears beside me. He is absurdly small. I stop, look at him, laugh, and decide he can stay.

And suddenly, there it all is. Death. Consciousness. God. Eternity. And a tiny spider wandering across my morning.

The fire is on. The coffee is good. People are interacting with things I have written. The spider is minding his own business.

Life has not stopped being ordinary just because I know it ends. I rather like that.

None of it means anything until I give it meaning. And this morning, the meaning I choose is very simple.

Gratitude.

@3goodthings
@DigitalCoup
@meditation
@economics_that_works
@startrek

#death #mortality #afterlife #consciousness #spirituality #ACIM #clarity #gratitude #presence #ordinarylife #mystery #life #openweb #human #person #spider #Economics #Housing #CostOfLiving
#Meditation #Breathwork #Fediverse #OpenWeb #BigTech

Lucioles

https://dandanjean.com/2026/08/09/lucioles/

Lucioles

https://dandanjean.com/2026/08/09/lucioles/

Lucioles

https://dandanjean.com/2026/08/09/lucioles/

Lucioles

https://dandanjean.com/2026/08/09/lucioles/

Lucioles

https://dandanjean.com/2026/08/09/lucioles/

I can't recreate the Himalayas, but I carry something.

Once a week I practice silence mornings, harder in the city, but that's the practice.

How do you find stillness in your ordinary life, not waiting for perfect conditions?

#dailypractice #mindfulness #ordinarylife
#meditation #silence #presence
#spiritualpractice #contemplativelife #yogaphilosophy

I can't recreate the Himalayas, but I carry something.

Once a week I practice silence mornings, harder in the city, but that's the practice.

How do you find stillness in your ordinary life, not waiting for perfect conditions?

#dailypractice #mindfulness #ordinarylife
#meditation #silence #presence
#spiritualpractice #contemplativelife #yogaphilosophy

I can't recreate the Himalayas, but I carry something.

Once a week I practice silence mornings, harder in the city, but that's the practice.

How do you find stillness in your ordinary life, not waiting for perfect conditions?

#dailypractice #mindfulness #ordinarylife
#meditation #silence #presence
#spiritualpractice #contemplativelife #yogaphilosophy

I can't recreate the Himalayas, but I carry something.

Once a week I practice silence mornings, harder in the city, but that's the practice.

How do you find stillness in your ordinary life, not waiting for perfect conditions?

#dailypractice #mindfulness #ordinarylife
#meditation #silence #presence
#spiritualpractice #contemplativelife #yogaphilosophy

I can't recreate the Himalayas, but I carry something.

Once a week I practice silence mornings, harder in the city, but that's the practice.

How do you find stillness in your ordinary life, not waiting for perfect conditions?

#dailypractice #mindfulness #ordinarylife
#meditation #silence #presence
#spiritualpractice #contemplativelife #yogaphilosophy

Saisir l’émerveillement

En apprenant à écouter notre intuition,

nous traçons des aménagements en soi

pour y semer les graines de notre imagination.

Et le plus beau, c’est que ce qui germe de soi

démontre que l’improbable est notre condition.

Apprendre à observer avec attention,

c’est saisir l’émerveillement dans l’amour

de la vie.

Une chanson de Yusuf / Cat Stevens – Morning Has Broken 

Les paroles sur https://www.lacoccinelle.net/263358.html

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DmAOBosGlHY

Par Daniel Jean dans Voies (x) de passage

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La méditation sans religion

Avec les progrès de l’imagerie médicale, il est devenu possible de voir, avec grande précision, ce qui se passe dans le cerveau d’une personne en méditation ou d’une autre qui prétend avoir des visions. Lorsque des neurologues s’intéressent à la religion, la proximité entre les sciences dures et les disciplines interprétatives posent de multiples questions.

Depuis une trentaine d’années, de nombreux scientifiques ont étendu le champ des recherches sur le cerveau. Dans l’immense champ de recherches, sont nés les concepts de « neuro-anthropologie », « neuro-théologie » et bien d’autre « neuro-quelque chose ».

La méditation sans religion

Les neurones de la spiritualité (1/5) La méditation sans religion

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WwIdGgdgBcE&t=15s

Making Room for Everyone but Ourselves

https://angelblessings11.com/2026/07/30/making-room-for-everyone-but-ourselves/

L’œil du Québec

La construction du barrage Daniel-Johnson a révélé l’un des cratères d’astéroïde les plus spectaculaires au monde, une cicatrice géante dans le paysage québécois visible depuis l’espace. Des expert.e.s nous dévoilent les secrets enfouis dans la région de Manicouagan. Découvrez l’ampleur de ce choc colossal survenu il y a 214 millions d’années.

L’œil du Québec – La préhistoire du Québec, saison 2

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fvB8ecMqysk

Avec l’autre

Il arrive un moment où l’autre n’est plus interchangeable. Il ne fait plus partie d’un ensemble vague. Il prend une place précise, une place qui ne se remplit pas autrement.

Quand l’autre commence à compter, la relation à déjà fait son travail. Le lien s’est tissé sans bruit par la répétition, par l’attente, par le temps partagé.

Rien n’a changé extérieurement, mais tout a changé intérieurement. Ce n’est pas l’autre qui est devenu différent, c’est la relation qui a crée une singularité.

Compter pour quelqu’un ne signifie pas être possédé, cela signifie être reconnu, exister pour l’autre au-delà de l’utilité ou de la fonction. Ce moment est beau, mais il reste fragile, car reconnaître l’importance de l’autre, c’est accepter de devenir vulnérable. Quand l’autre commence à compter, la relation change de nature, elle n’est plus un passage, elle devient un lieu où quelque chose engage, et c’est souvent là que l’attente porte enfin son fruit.

Geoffrey Wion Florens dans S’asseoir un peu plus près

Une pièce musicale de Pat Metheny – Alfie

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fWaXHq33OiA

Réflexions sur le sens de l’existence

Soyez le plus simple et le plus sincère possible avec ce que vous êtes, avec ce qui est là maintenant.

Les seules choses dont je puis absolument vous assurer, c’est qu’il ne vous manque rien et que la situation dans laquelle vous êtes est la meilleure qui soit.

Ne passez pas votre temps à créer des situations idéales, à construire des états intérieurs favorables, rendez vivante l’opportunité présente de ce que vous êtes.

Mettez-vous véritablement à l’écoute de ce qui est là, et là est le fil, suivez ce fil.

*

Nous sommes tous appelés à transmettre. Nous ne pourrons honorer tout ce que nous avons reçu que le jour où nous transmettrons à notre tour, et cela devra être enrichi par notre expérience, notre crois-sance. Ce jour-là, nous honorerons vraiment, nous rendrons vraiment grâce.

Si nous disons simplement « merci » au moment où nous recevons l’enseignement, c’est une réaction instinctive. Ce n’est pas cela remercier l’enseignement. Remercier, c’est d’abord recevoir, incarner dans sa vie, garder les commandements chaque jour, entrer en relation, aimer son prochain, explorer ce qui en nous entrave l’amour, et faire grandir l’être. Lorsque nous redonnons cela, lorsque nous entrons en relation avec notre prochain avec cette qualité, alors ce jour-là nous disons vraiment merci.

*

Tout est temple pour qui cette lumière est allumée. Quelle sorte de lumière dois-je allumer en moi pour que tout retrouve sa nature de temple ? Il faut que ma conscience soit éveillée et éclaire pour que tout soit reconnu comme nature de temple.

*

Il est essentiel de ne pas considérer la méditation comme une évasion dans un royaume personnel de tranquillité, mais plutôt comme une opportunité de vivre plus pleinement et consciemment chaque instant de notre existence.

Yvan Amar dans Faire Dieu – Réflexions sur le sens de l’existence

Une pièce musicale de Pat Metheny Group – If I Could

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l0RXNl3NOO0

La beauté d’Akira Kurosawa

La cinématographie de l’œuvre d’Akira Kurosawa

The Beauty Of Akira Kurosawa

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_WCFU6Z0w04&list=RD_WCFU6Z0w04&start_radio=1

Meditation helps me navigate the mental asylum we currently inhabit. I don’t involve others in it; they take the initiative. I simply show up and explain what, how, and why. Those who resonate with it join, while others ignore. Some become frustrated, irritated, and angry. 😂

#Meditation #SelfRegulation #InnerWork #Awareness #StayCentered #MindTraining #CalmMind #LetThemBe #NoForce #QuietPractice #PersonalPath #EmotionalBalance #Presence #HumanNature #ObserveDontAbsorb

Guide attendees out of the routine of attending, and gift them back into attention. This moves them from nowhere to now here.

https://www.conferencesthatwork.com/index.php/event-design/2012/09/from-no-where-to-now-here

#meetings #attending #presence #attention #nowhere #NowHere #events #eventprofs

https://de320.isrefer.com/go/LUYDFREE/Stuartn/
 
#Meditation #Mindfulness #MentalHealth #InnerPeace #SelfAwareness #StressRelief #MeditationMyths #BeginnerMeditation #HealingJourney #Presence #ThinkandGrowEducation #RayBehan #Meditation #Thoughts

Zuporouge 1841 https://zuporouge.com/zuporouge-1841/

Salut, je crée des designs, viens découvrir mon site web.

#jeunerappeur #confiance #flow #assurance #attitude #styleurbain #hiphop #lookstyle #determination #ambition #scene #micro #performance #vibes #energie #talent #reussite #motivation #regardaffirme #street #capuche #lunettes #baskets #studio #freestyle #beat #inspiration #confianceensoi #ego #presence

Guide attendees out of the routine of attending, and gift them back into attention. This moves them from nowhere to now here.

https://www.conferencesthatwork.com/index.php/event-design/2012/09/from-no-where-to-now-here

#meetings #attending #presence #attention #nowhere #NowHere #events #eventprofs

"In the people we trust"/Wir vertrauen "den Leuten" - Gegen das aristokratische Denken vom "Pöbel"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSS7on4MBvM

#Demokratie #Prozess #Ergebnis #Vertrauen #Zutrauen #Erfahrungen #Erkenntnis #Selbsterkenntnis #Aristokratie #Politikgeschichte #Geistesgeschichte #Philosophie #Verfassung #Verfassungen #AnsEingemachte #Menschen #Psychologie #Anthropologie #Anthropology #Psychology #Menschenbild #Institutionenethik #Machtgleichheit #Präsenz #Presence #NonPartisan #OhneParteien #Anerkennung