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Feb

The Perils of Attachment

nick

Namaste, Salaam, and Lovepower to all you Beautiful Sentient Beings on this FRIDAY THE 13TH!!! Hahaha! What does this really mean? Neverever having been a fan of “horror” films, or “scary” thingys- the whole superstition thang is a wee lost upon me. But, of course, I respect it. (Just in case!)
And, tomorrow, everyone is supposed to gorge themselves on “effort” in all-matters-loveydovey”, with Valentine’s. Shouldn’t EVERYday be that loveydovey?? :). Yup. Its all about mindfully being deliberately lovey everyday. Fuck yeah! (Whoops! Swearingnaughtygrrl!)
Soooo….I wanted to thank you all for your good wishes for my BIG injection this week (my little daily injections are like no big whoop anymore, hey?) And I am happy to announce my wee whore-moan pellet has a lovely home in my belly, one-inch below-and-one-inch to the right of my bellybutton. Where the unsightly bruise lives. Hahahahaha! And I only thought about it that day and my anxious feelings subsided the very minute it was over.
Aint that just like life? The “anticipation” always makes things worse. Our “attachment” to our fears. Sheesh! The effort to remain “unattached” to trivialities and anxieties is something that requires life-long practice. I am ever the student.
My attachment to gum. (Oh, yeah..I SOOOO fell off the wagon!!! Hahahahha! Monday morning, like a tweaker, I chewed Dentine Blast Cinnamon- about twelve pieces in my mouth at once-till I had red gob staining my lips like lipgloss, en route to that doctor. Duh!)
My attachment to “The Perfect Cup of Coffee” (this attachment is increasingly irritating for me, because it is inconvenient to trouble-shoot the whole “hempmilk-vs-ricemilk” quandry. Ummmm……there are more important problems in the world, non?? Haha! Duh!)
My attachment to bananas. (Ummmmm…..could it be a “shape” thing? Or some subliminal quest?? Hahaha! Duh! Truth is….as it is a “sub-acid” fruit, like dates, it is likely there is a physiological thing going on…like a bloood-sugar spike-upon-eating????)
Yes, attachments are everywhere for everyone of us. When I was a little more “agro”, mentally, I used to view attachments (especially within myself) as complete weakness! I was extremely intolerant of my own ebb-and-flow, mentally. Now, I hope anyway, I am more patient and accepting. :)
With everything.
Even Nicklas, who we see here, at home. He is the most indulged babydog and I am attached to spoiling him!!!! Fucking rights! (Naughtyswearingwhoopsie!)
Everyday he is my Valentine.
An attachment I shant give up. Om nama shivaya.

Eat chocolate because you’re supposed to (but mostly because its nummy! And remember: dark chocolate IS vegan! Yay!) And let the fear of superstition fall away…..there is no “bad luck”. :)
Be your own Valentine EVERYDAY and feel loved and whole and happy!
Om hare om.
Love,
Biffy
Xo

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