Wednesday, August 17, 2011

The Zone

Look at a plant, or a dog, or the sky, with relaxed attention... until you start feeling that zone. Or listen to the breeze, the rain, the insects, the birds. Just tuning in to your own breathing can do it. Hard to describe, that zone. 

It's not like being in front of a computer. It's not like talking to other people. It's not like going out on the town. It's not like seeing a movie. It's simultaneously the biology zone and the sacred zone. Being in the zone feels pleasurable, even though on the surface of it, it's less exciting than the latest hit song or movie. It's a zone hard-wired into every one of your cells AND all the networks of communication between them.

It's a zone that can be superimposed by other things. And yet, if you have a body, you have access to it in its purest form, down beneath any artificial layers that have found their way into you.

Okay, so you're in the zone.

Take a moment—just a moment—to get verbal.

Say to natural/physical/biological intelligence (Nature for short), "Nature, I give you 100 percent permission to take me into a physical experience of your love and your respect for me." Say it with sincere desire and serious focus.

Then return your awareness to where most of you already is, the zone... and witness how natural/physical/biological intelligence reorganizes itself in response to your request.

The fewer expectations and assumptions, and the less "will power" you bring to the table, the better.

When you feel the wave of response has flowed through you, thank that intelligence. Notice and verbalize what you've learned. 

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