Friday, July 17, 2015
Candle in the Wind
Do you ever feel like you are drifting? I don't know sometimes where my head is going. I want to say something, but I'm not even always sure what it is. Something about the light, maybe the light of a candle.
It flickers, and dances. It's making a statement just by existing.
I want to be like a candle, so soft and bright and I want to light the way. There is something so alive about the small fire. If I were to be a fire, I'd want to be that small. Daring but yet not really dangerous.
My parents are against me burning candles, they think I will burn down the house. I think that's funny.
I like to meditate with candles burning. I read this study they did on monks and it proved that meditation can make you happy. Something about positive brain waves.
It's not always easy to meditate, because you have to stop your wild mind. You have to both concentrate and let go at the same time. Sometimes you feel like you are losing yourself, sometimes you think you have found yourself. Both things are probably occurring at the same time.
I have fallen asleep meditating before, however it was probably a sign that I needed more or better sleep. They say it's OK if you fall asleep while meditating. Sometimes I meditate with my eyes wide open, I look out the window at the light and the trees.
I think that's OK.
I think everything is OK though. I took a hippie test on Facebook and got 89% hippie. I don't doubt it. I sometimes think I was born in the wrong era. I would have been a great hippie with my long tie-died skirts and my peace loving attitude.
A Republican friend of my father's called me a Communist the other day. I don't know, I mean without dictatorship Communism is the ideal policy. Maybe. Kinda. Everyone gets a place to live and food.
I lived in a commune on Staten Island for a hot minute. It was an interesting experiment. At least they had a community.
I don't really know my neighbors or care to. I guess I have my own community, but I don't know.
So there you have it, these are the random thoughts that occur when the candle is in the wind.
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