An e-book for the practice of meditation. |
I realised I was that pebble. |
by Peter Stephens, 2003. |
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An e-book for the practice of meditation. |
I realised I was that pebble. |
by Peter Stephens, 2003. |
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As the author of this work, which was written in 1987, now some 16 years later, I am interested in my own review. Given the topic I would expect the work to have some conviction and natural authority. However, upon re-reading it, some parts are not clear or the terminology was perhaps incorrect. Some of it has since been amended. This indicates a fault with the thinking and understanding, and therefore the credibility of the writer.
Such criticism is not unusual. More to the point, thinking and understanding, and its correctness, are common assumptions about what is said or written in general. I am obviously a writer and am assessed on those terms. Here the reader is asked to put aside such standard concepts, and to join in the enquiry, without condemnation. What surprises me is that there is the writer, who is myself. There is also the non-writer, as it were, the ordinary person. There are also references which show a different perception. Such references are genuine. How the writer can talk about this is not important. The reader needs to contemplate what is indicated for them selves. The critique, if you like, needs to fall on the facts of the enquiry and what is being considered, rather than the peculiarities of the writer. I accept that there are expressions and meanings which may seem problematic to the reader. I am using a thinking and understanding that is flawed. Since 1987, I have been living with this beginning, mixed with all the other things ordinary people do, working, studying, doing activities and travelling. I am not a professional, nor in any position or career of speciality. I am an ordinary person who is interested in meditation. Such partiality bothers me. Perhaps there is some success in managing to have survived. Equally I am aware that there lies a contradiction and my true failure. More recently I have returned to the problems, which are problems of meditation, but are really problems of the human condition. The difficulties and the meditator, are the same. The meditator and the meditation, are the same. The difficulties, the thinking and understanding are the same. Walking in the forest, there are the sights and sounds of the wind in the trees, the birds calling, the color of the greenery and flowers, and the aromas of the blossoms. Listening and watching, intimately, and peacefully, there is a change which seeps through the whole body and without the self in domination or assertion, there is a natural being.  information, contact, and links : CLICK HERE
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