Thank you Dar for this pic
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Scarcity seems to give value to things. Gold, gems and jewels are rare, valued with exorbitant price tags.
Emotionally, approval, status, power and control are highly prized possessions.
Not really possessions, however coveted on equal terms.
After basic needs, shelter, safety, sustenance and a little attachment, what is most valuable to you?
Kids, family, a mate, or BFF would be many first choices.
After those, what brings us closer to being happy, content or equanimous?
The space between my ears is the most important, most valuable possession for me.
Whatever I let percolate in this space decides my attitude, my personality, my life.
My mind has been filled with intrusive thoughts from PTSD, which brought enormous suffering.
Confusion, worry, doubt and fear link up with thought to make a misery soup for dinner.
During this pandemic, thoughts of being bored, unthinkable to imagine a meditator to be depressed, entered my head.
My next decision decides whether suffering or freedom rules. We do not decide which thoughts arrive but we do choose to engage or stay present.
My mind focused, empty of thought, observing life without judgment, experiences joy, freedom.
That is a calm, content, deep feeling of wonderment some days, mundane joy on other days.
My bad memories, childhood abuse and all the loss disappears when I let my mind empty out all its thoughts.
Life has opportunity if I let these distractions go.
Worry and doubt are judgments, negative future erroneous predictions.
Living in the moment eliminates many, many, many issues.
Remember our attention, that is where we aim it, is the most power we possess.
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PTSD - A Way Out.com 