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James found the talk by the wagons tiring after a while. He liked to listen, and he had thoughts of what he'd like to say about the weather, or the corn crop, or the road being macadamized, or the rascals in Congress. But he never quite had the courage to speak them aloud. By the time he had formed words to his liking, the conversation had moved on.
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listen
thoughts
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Tracy Chevalier |
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"When we don't automatically take them (thoughts) personally or believe the stories about "reality" that we build from them,when we can simply hold them in awareness with a sense of curiosity and wonder at their amazing power given their insubstantiality, their limitations,and inaccuracies,then we have a chance right in that moment,in any moment really,to not get caught in their habitual patterning,to see thoughts for what they are,impersonal events. Then in that moment at least, we are already free,ready to act with greater clarity and kindness within the constantly changing field of events that is nothing other than life unfolding-- not always as we think it should,but definitely as it is."
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mindfulness
present-moment
thoughts
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Jon Kabat-Zinn |
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Teleiose to phageto tou, petaxe to ugro kai pagomeno khartino sakoulaki ston kado ton skoupidion, eplune to phlitzani kai, me to kouzinomakhairo sto kheri, mazepse ta psikhoula pou eikhan pesei sto trapezi. To ekane sugkentromena gia na kratesei tis skepseis tou se apostase kai na tis aphesei na perasoun mia mia, aphou prota tis ekhei rotesei ti eikhan mesa, giati me tis skepseis kathe prophulaxe einai lige, merikes mas emphanizontai m' ena gluko uphos upokritikes athootetas ki amesos, polu arga omos, ekdelonontai poso kakoetheis einai.
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seeing
thoughts
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José Saramago |
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"Waiters began to appear with tureens of soup, platters of fish and meat, and bowls of vegetables. Another with a huge gold tasting spoon hanging like a necklace at his chest showed the Count a bottle of wine, which he approved, and when opened, sniffed the cork, and then nodded so that a glass could be poured for me. He ordered the waiters to put everything on the table and retreat to the rear of the room. "I will serve her," he said. "Tell me what you would like, Mina." I opened my mouth to speak, but he put a finger to my lips. "Not that way. Tell me with your thoughts." Without looking at the food, I directed my attention by scent to the tureen of turtle soup, whose aroma I recognized from my first dinner at the asylum. "Yes, good," the Count said, ladling out a small bowlful for me. "What else?" I relished the aromas of the white fish with wine and capers, the lamb with mint sauce, and the carrots, but rejected the turnips, which I had eaten for so many years at Miss Hadley's that I had come to abhor them. My repulsion made him laugh, and he signaled for a waiter to take the bowl away."
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dinner
likes-and-dislikes
mina-and-dracula
thoughts
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