Usually I find a good book and read it cover to cover, but I can’t focus.. Or listen to music. It doesn’t seem to be helping. Being around people just puts me on edge.. and it’s too hot outside to even go for a walk.
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Do something interactive, like playing a game. I understand how books can sometimes be engrossing, but the basic activity of sitting there passively is more generally just boring and depressing.
MarlinTheFish wrote:
but seriously, meditation is the best. it will help you get rid of that edginess too.
A mindfulness practice where you just observe the stream of thoughts and feelings without getting involved is blissful and pleasant. The natural tendency is to get involved with the content of dramas in the mind, so the thing to do in engaging in such a meditative state is to just remember to disengage each time you find yourself more closely involved and interested in trains of specific thoughts and feelings, step back and admire it all, let the current flow.
You could help people on help.com. That’s what I did to completely shut off the major problems in my surroundings, hour after hour, day after day. The big problem with that is that sitting at computers can be seriously annoying. The only thing that makes it worthwhile (for me) is when we’re having actual human interactions — and not annoying each other.
Savanna_ wrote: Yeah, not exactly in the best mood.. dancing around the house would be a No.
Again, it seems you have cause and effect backward. People do physical bodywork precisely to get in a better mood while slipping out of the small confines of their neurotic ego. Sometimes they do it to music and call it “dance”. It’s the poetry of the body, and can be just as expressive, vague, or meaningful as intellectual poetizing, but more holistically energy-healing, being body-mind-spirit instead of just mind-feeling-self-reflection.
I just said this to argue to give you something else fun to do.
its not distracting i think its when u stop at low point
Games and dancing may divert you from some of the points
But it will never help
u only have to pass the points
MarlinTheFish wrote: the problem with distracting your mind from “big” problems… the problem is still there once you’ve grown bored of your distraction.
:(
Sometimes the problem also gets bored and goes off to do something else.
MarlinTheFish wrote: the problem with distracting your mind from “big” problems… the problem is still there once you’ve grown bored of your distraction.
:(
Sometimes the problem also gets bored and goes off to do something else.
I hope not. if big problem goes off with your boredom, they might make little boredom-problem babies and that would be a very annoying distraction.
president mindhealer wrote: If you can’t walk, you could stand and stretch. Learn yoga, teach yourself to dance. Talk to people online.
those are my favorite things to do when I have nothing else to do!
Maybe yoga-related energy-healing audio teachings would be good to link to here. Maybe not, but I think it’s harmless so http://www.withinsight.com/energyhealing
Hey. you’re not here in Iowa. I live in the middle apartment
and someone is BLASTING their friggen tv it’s 11:30pm
When i opened the door i almost fell over from the heat
Can’t tell if it’s next door or up stairs
getting a headache & thinking of going postal
Savanna_ wrote: Mindhealear’s video made me laugh..
Good, laughter is the best medicine. This goes right back to that solid fact that Satan’s crime was taking stuff too seriously and that to be happy one must be able to see the funny side of things.
griffin195 wrote: Hey. you’re not here in Iowa. I live in the middle apartment
and someone is BLASTING their friggen tv it’s 11:30pm
When i opened the door i almost fell over from the heat
Can’t tell if it’s next door or up stairs
getting a headache & thinking of going postal
I never said my situation is worse.. Just that I would like to have something occupy my thoughts. Sorry you’re having a ****** night.
I’m not sure what it is I was looking for.. Already knew most of what would be recommended. Some of it was interesting to read though. I went to the bar for a few hours. Guess playing darts counts as exercise ?
It counts as doing something physical, rather than cerebral, and as playing a game.
I cut the power to this computer after replying with a video (just literally stopped power rather than turning it off or otherwise letting myself think through anything like that), and went and frolicked through meadows. I guess your post inspired me. :)
No, it was so hot. It took me at least an hour or two before I was adapted. It took walking and then standing in the shade over and over and over to adapt. All while trying to focus my mind on this set of very simple things I wanted to work on. So difficult.
Can I share with you a nondepressing poem about a waterfall?
There were so many fires here (Colorado), they basically cancelled 4th of July, there were no fireworks. Record-breaking temperatures every day for weeks. Not that it’s so hot in the first place, but one thing is that the sun is already so bright at high altitudes, I can feel sun poisoned in ten minutes out there.
The air is also thinner and dryer than lower altitudes, normally, but even that has been a problem, it feels thick just like when there’s too much humidity other places. Except it’s not humidity.
But anyway, here is a poetic expression about too much water, but not from me, this is the guy who popularized the Goldilocks and The Three Bears story:
(it’s about a waterfall)
Robert Southey wrote:
The Cataract of Lodore
“How does the water
Come down at Lodore?”
My little boy asked me
Thus, once on a time;
And moreover he tasked me
To tell him in rhyme.
Anon, at the word,
There first came one daughter,
And then came another,
To second and third
The request of their brother,
And to hear how the water
Comes down at Lodore,
With its rush and its roar,
As many a time
They had seen it before.
So I told them in rhyme,
For of rhymes I had store;
And ’twas in my vocation
For their recreation
That so I should sing;
Because I was Laureate
To them and the King.
From its sources which well
In the tarn on the fell;
From its fountains
In the mountains,
Its rills and its gills;
Through moss and through brake,
It runs and it creeps
For a while, till it sleeps
In its own little lake.
And thence at departing,
Awakening and starting,
It runs through the reeds,
And away it proceeds,
Through meadow and glade,
In sun and in shade,
And through the wood-shelter,
Among crags in its flurry,
Helter-skelter,
Hurry-skurry.
Here it comes sparkling,
And there it lies darkling;
Now smoking and frothing
Its tumult and wrath in,
Till, in this rapid race
On which it is bent,
It reaches the place
Of its steep descent.
The cataract strong
Then plunges along,
Striking and raging
As if a war waging
Its caverns and rocks among;
Rising and leaping,
Sinking and creeping,
Swelling and sweeping,
Showering and springing,
Flying and flinging,
Writhing and ringing,
Eddying and whisking,
Spouting and frisking,
Turning and twisting,
Around and around
With endless rebound:
Smiting and fighting,
A sight to delight in;
Confounding, astounding,
Dizzying and deafening the ear with its sound.
Collecting, projecting,
Receding and speeding,
And shocking and rocking,
And darting and parting,
And threading and spreading,
And whizzing and hissing,
And dripping and skipping,
And hitting and splitting,
And shining and twining,
And rattling and battling,
And shaking and quaking,
And pouring and roaring,
And waving and raving,
And tossing and crossing,
And flowing and going,
And running and stunning,
And foaming and roaming,
And dinning and spinning,
And dropping and hopping,
And working and jerking,
And guggling and struggling,
And heaving and cleaving,
And moaning and groaning;
And glittering and frittering,
And gathering and feathering,
And whitening and brightening,
And quivering and shivering,
And hurrying and skurrying,
And thundering and floundering;
Dividing and gliding and sliding,
And falling and brawling and sprawling,
And driving and riving and striving,
And sprinkling and twinkling and wrinkling,
And sounding and bounding and rounding,
And bubbling and troubling and doubling,
And grumbling and rumbling and tumbling,
And clattering and battering and shattering;
Retreating and beating and meeting and sheeting,
Delaying and straying and playing and spraying,
Advancing and prancing and glancing and dancing,
Recoiling, turmoiling and toiling and boiling,
And gleaming and streaming and steaming and beaming,
And rushing and flushing and brushing and gushing,
And flapping and rapping and clapping and slapping,
And curling and whirling and purling and twirling,
And thumping and plumping and bumping and jumping,
And dashing and flashing and splashing and clashing;
And so never ending, but always descending,
Sounds and motions for ever and ever are blending
All at once and all o’er, with a mighty uproar, -
And this way the water comes down at Lodore.
aren’t fireworks what makes Fourth of July enjoyable? :( I don’t see how you could go for a walk in that weather. The moment I step outside I feel lightheaded.
The poem was kind of funny. He talks about how his children like hearing a story about water falling, then just lists a whole bunch of words that basically say the same thing.
Savanna_ wrote: The poem was kind of funny. He talks about how his children like hearing a story about water falling, then just lists a whole bunch of words that basically say the same thing.
Yeah, it’s the same basic element, through and through, “water”. There’s really nothing extra to say about it. Except I read another thing about water that was pseudoscientific studies about it that ‘proved’ by studying water crystals that if you say nice things to water, it turns into beautiful water that is good for you.
Savanna_ wrote: aren’t fireworks what makes Fourth of July enjoyable?
Yes, but there were wildfires here that scared people into not wanting to do any more fires. As far as I know, nobody enjoyed 4th of July. I sat inside typing completely random words back and forth here.
My community was hit by those bad storms and we lost power for a few days and it was out on the fourth it was cool though there was very few lights and people were shooting off fireworks all around, and the thought of people comming together to help one another out made it a special 4th for me, I am sorry that it was not enjoyed by anyone around you.
It’s okay, I don’t do holidays anyway. Maybe I just didn’t notice, but it really seemed like there weren’t any fireworks. Like they set up a huge thing at the park with a zillion portapotties — and I was there and they didn’t celebrate, and then they put all the stuff away.
I use meditation too. At least that’s what a lot of people call it. I just call it looking at something. I look at it and I allow myself to see it for the first time. As ideas about what I am looking at arise from my mind, I just say, “maybe” and then ask myself, “What’s something new I could see right now.” Some people call this pondering, some call it being present… etcetera, etcetera…
Either way, its way calming for me.
MarlinTheFish wrote: yeah. man. you have to get off the thoughts. it’s baaaad stuff, man. it gets you addicted. lol!
but seriously, meditation is the best. it will help you get rid of that edginess too.
Here is guidance for meditation. It may not be as good as a teacher, an indepth book, or years of practice, but listening to these various audio programs can give an immediate taste of how meditation can be an actual solution.
Reading along helps. When it’s really hard to concentrate on anything, having both text and audio helps. I find that short and simple guidance works much better, but sometimes the wisdom of wise people can make up for the fact that it’s just endless babble and thoughts that might just add to the unending waterfall of thoughts.
Sometimes letting it out on paper really helps, then you can watch movies or tv, play games, look on cracked.com or failblog, read comics - cyanide and happiness can be pretty funny.
Sudoku, do chores, educate yourself, just try to keep busy. I like Big fish games sometimes, you can download free trials for lots of games.
I’m gonna go smoke, but I hope you succeed in distracting yourself sometimes.
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