in the bus again... nobody sitting besides me yet... got in an almost empty bus so I got to choose my seat, but will let someone else decide who will sit besides me... Done... While I was typing the word "besides", a woman came to sit besides me... I didn't use the term cutie, girl or even female, I will let you guess why... But anyway, as I said earlier, I can't really look at the person sitting besides me anyway... And she's not that big so we don't touch each other, and I can barely smell her cheap perfume (probably bought on sale at Jean-Coutu).
The bus is filling up, there are many people standing up... It is one of those buses with an accordion in the middle... But we still manage to fill one every 2-3 minutes during rush hour... Seems like there are many people who want to live in never never land, in a far far away suburby... (it's not that far actually, but my friends in the 514 zone always laugh about it).
OK, what did I want to talk about again? Ha yes, maditation... I thought of that in the car, while driving to the bus station (yeah, yeah, I'm only half green). I realized recently that I have a harder time than I thought when it comes to concentration. I guess I wasn't concentrating enough when thinking that I have a good concentration. I know I have a hard time focusing, this is why I do all these different things and rarely finish them (as I was saying in another post)... But concentration is something else... Let me give you an example...
I love music... I have always loved music... Music was a big part of my life when I was a kid, because I had a very hard time making friends... Yes... It's true... Who wanted to be friends with a guy that was so much more intelligent than them (so he said, at least :-)?... Anyway, I didn't want to talk about how annoying I was as a kid, I wanted to talk about concentration, focus MAD focus...
So my love affair with music started very young, and then I started to play music as a teenager, and started composing as a young adult, and when I started writing songs with lyrics, only then, did I start paying attention to the lyrics of the songs I listen to (I actually talk about this on one of my French blogs if you're curious). But once I started paying attention to lyrics it changed my whole perspective when listening to music, especially while driving my car.
But recently (yeah, yeah, I'm getting to the point), I realised that I have a very hard time listening (and paying attention) to the lyrics for a whole song... My mind will meander left and right, and I will start thinking about a million things but will lose track of what the singer is talking (or actually, most of the time, signing) about. So I decided to train myself... If I want to pay attention to the lyrics of a song (hey, you never know, the answer to all my questions could be in the lyrics of that song, it is not because I'm happy and 42 that I have the answer to everything ;-)... So when I do that, if I noticed that I lost track, I will reset the song to the beginning and try again... Until I get to the end of the song with a clear understanding of every single word in the song (OK, some song are so cryptic and badly pronounced that it's almost impossible, let's just say I do my best).
So I started maditation then, but have not continued... Now it is time to start again... I need to understand what's the big fuss about these feelings that everyone is talking to me about... But the harder thing is... I can't just think about it and figure it out... That's not fair!
So I guess I'll maditate on it... How about you? Do you do any kind of meditation? Do you "feel" anything? What are you thinking about now?
BYE
MAD
P.S.: Ho... And don't forget to have fun... It's crucial!!!
P.S.: Ho... And don't forget to have fun... It's crucial!!!
2 comments:
Hard not to have fun reading your mind going at warp speed like poprocks in a kid's mouth :-D
I can't meditate to save my life... meh, too boring.
Poprocks... Wow... What a great analogy... Especially fitting for me who used to play in Pop-Rock bands... :)
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