tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-822894759353679437.post3175866082189795987..comments2024-03-01T23:41:02.240-05:00Comments on louie, louie: vocation to solitudebeth cioffolettihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300116274007165612noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-822894759353679437.post-91560692675040804872012-08-14T18:28:57.464-05:002012-08-14T18:28:57.464-05:00Thank you for sharing this Beth
I would be interes...Thank you for sharing this Beth<br />I would be interested to hear what you and your readers think of a similarly themed article I just had published at Elephant Journal.<br /><br />“The Lost Art of Being Alone with God”<br />bit.ly/Qy1cm4<br />Christopher Ficihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12101732802629222937noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-822894759353679437.post-347463728220622322012-07-31T13:50:44.089-05:002012-07-31T13:50:44.089-05:00thanks bob, your entries here are like zen koans a...thanks bob, your entries here are like zen koans and clear as a bell.beth cioffolettihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09300116274007165612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-822894759353679437.post-10568010867065920682012-07-31T03:06:30.631-05:002012-07-31T03:06:30.631-05:00greetings
Ringing _________
I listened
to a b...greetings <br /><br /><br />Ringing _________<br /><br />I listened<br />to a bell<br />ringing -<br /><br />The<br />bell became<br />silent <br />and<br />i was <br />ringing -<br /><br />Then<br />i became <br />silent -<br /><br />now<br /><br />There is <br />ringing <br />only -<br /><br />Blessings _____________bob knabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07182610684200347959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-822894759353679437.post-31931707100116268052012-07-30T12:18:04.974-05:002012-07-30T12:18:04.974-05:00something about that bell that interrupts thought,...something about that bell that interrupts thought, I think. I saw on a movie a monk walking very slowly down a busy street, ringing a bell ever so often. It might have something to do with the frequencies.<br /><br />I also once went to a series of sessions for a study on insomnia at a local hospital (I'm an insomniac). THey had these strange tape cassettes that we were to listen to before bed, and when we woke up in the night. The strangest things you ever heard - a kind of scrambled thoughts and words. The idea was to take your mind to the place where it let go of "control" of the thoughts, and just let them scramble up. Sometimes it worked for me and sometimes it didn't. THe more I figured out what it was doing, the less it worked.beth cioffolettihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09300116274007165612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-822894759353679437.post-70672614105953091432012-07-28T11:45:20.801-05:002012-07-28T11:45:20.801-05:00lately, listening to cds "The present moment ...lately, listening to cds "The present moment a retreat on the practice of mindfulness" by nhat hahn: each session begins and ends with a small bell sound, followed by a period of silence - in that space of silence my mind finds peace and rest. i think how odd that is, that i have to listen to silence on a cd to find silencemarchttp://marcmagisana.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.com