Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Consciousness and Hungry Zombies



If The Walking Dead were real, and I was elected as the official crossbow wielding zombie killer, this is what I would listen to on my I Pod.


Today was a good day. After school I walked around Downtown San Diego, drinking delicious Turkish coffee while jamming to Bob Dylan. It was cloudy out, the air was cold and electric...you could feel the energy from the storm that is about to hit tomorrow. 

It felt good being outside. 
It felt good being alone.

Being around my friends and family is a joy in itself, but as I've gotten older I've learned to cherish the quiet moments to myself. 
I love being able to just wander...
Being able to stop for a coffee, then just sit and read.  

I once took a meditation class which strongly encouraged "mindfulness", which refers to just being present and attentive in all activities we engage in. Reminding yourself that you are awake and think about what you're doing...

Example: "I am blogging. I am sitting on my couch. My feet are cold. My dog is curled up next to me, snoring while he sleeps. Other then the sound of my typing, my house is silent. My lips still taste like hot sauce."

I always resume my auto pilot  level of consciousness when I'm tired, stressed, and especially when I'm bored.  I once read a book that described this state of mind as our inner zombie. Like the person that takes over and runs the show when we aren't technically there to make "conscious" decisions. 


Maybe the whole "Walking Dead" scenario is real, but maybe these cannibalistic zombies hunger for consciousness rather than flesh. They roam the streets in search of mindful thought.



Yikes, where's my crossbow!?

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