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Sent: Wednesday, March 02, 2005 9:15
Subject: [Meditation Society of America]
Setting goals in meditation
.Real meditation, being a thoughtless state,
is free from goals, which
is itself a form of
Yes, the conceptualization in the form of a
technique labelled as meditation......
...is not meditation.
Which does not mean that techniques are not teeming like
candy bars, all over the place.
if we approach meditation thinking I must meditate for 'x' minutes
I must achieve a certain state of mind, that process is simply a
of mind created by thoughts.
The mind can only produce .......
That crap may smell profound,
exalted....even "Samadhic" ....
....but the mind cannot
conceive what it has no clue about.
And thus all it can do is to go round and round
the mulberry bush, which it has itself planted.
The idea of Samadhi (the holy Grail for all
....births the experience of Samadhi, which is
as much an ideation.....
.. as much is the base
Real meditation just happens.
Yes, in which the very concept of "meditation",
"real"..."unreal", "becoming", "goals", "progress/failures towards such
.......all that hoopla is
create a 'memory' of the meditation experience
(using a mere term, for this dialogue).........not being an experience, or an
occuring state to an entity.......
........memory cannot touch
use the term "happens .......but "that"..........is not an event in
but we need to be careful
and appreciate that the memory is not
separate from the influence of
thought and expectations.
Memory is not influenced by
Memory is thought.
As much is expectation is another
As much is the goal of the "state of
thoughtlessness".......nothing but yet another
My sense is that a lot more happens during meditation than we
conscious of. Our best attitude towards meditation is no attitude
There is no best attitude.
There is no attitude actually.
Striving for meditation...or for that matter striving for
.is akin ....
.....the striving to build that turreted rock
.... with that beautiful moat around it,
...filled with rosewater..... and white Paramhansa swans
swimming about.... alongside little yellow duckies.
In your last night-sleep dream.