I went to a Buddhist meeting a couple of years ago to just see what was happening in my ever ongoing quest to see what is happening. It was held in the upstairs of a bookstore. Not at a temple.
I asked the little leader guy --- who was not my idea of a Buddhist ... don't quite know what my idea was --- the Dalai Lami?
|The Dalai Lama - I would love to meet him|
I've known this type since the early 60s ... I'm not pretty but bygod I'm smart... fine.
Anyway... I posed the question - do you think inanimate objects absorb life? ... which to me is energy.
He gave this standard omg - don't make me vary from the script - response. sigh --- never went back.
My favorite character in Aladdin was the carpet... I do believe in energy. I believe that objects can absorb our energy. That's why when I go into some place and it feels right. ... as we used to say in the 60s ... good vibes... I enjoy it more. I have walked out of restaurants, churches, cafes... homes .. if it felt weird.
I like going to estate sales in my old age. Even though I feel kinda creepy sorting through someone's stuff who has either died or has been incapacitated and can no longer live without assistance and had to leave --- usually, it's a her - stuff.
JEeeeeeez that's got to be painful and a decision I hope never has to be made for me. I hope to just become fodder for a sand dune.
I can go into someone's used to be home and feel as though ... yes, I would like to go on in and buy something... or just the opposite. Or go into a restaurant or someone's home ... the ambiance is important to me. Whether it's a wifi/cyber cafe type place - a bakery - coffee shop... I've always been acutely aware of my surroundings. Don't know what that means or if it should mean anything... I've traveled so many places by myself since I was 18 that I guess it's also a security issue.
Just as our pets absorb our personalities ... I believe our stuff absorbs our energy.
Don't know why I feel as though this is blog fodder but I'm in a peculiar mood today. I just do not do cloudy, gloomy days well. Not at this time in my life when I'm champing at the bits to hit the road.
I want to go to Big Sur ... bad ... the first time I went there... I was mesmerized by the absolute beauty ... wanna experience it again... and I want to go now before I get too fat to fit in Homer from eating COOKIES all damn day ... I've had a bowl of good for me quinoa soup, Pillsbury popemoutofthecan rustic french bread - hot with butter and chocolate chip pecan COOKIES fresh from the oven ... no wonder bears get fat for the winter... nothing to do but hibernate... jeeeeeEEEz