That is You

On the one hand, we are not our bodies or our minds. On the other hand, we are everything, including our bodies and our minds. Here’s a poem that popped into my head after I spent a meditation trying to block out all unwanted thoughts and sounds.

That truck rumbling

That missing carburetor revving

That ceaseless airplane rumble

That interferes with your meditation

About being aware of your true self

That is you.

That distracting, unwanted thought

That yelling neighbor

That smell of smoke

All you

That angry honking car

That pleasant bird chirping

That calming ocean wave

That breath

That heartbeat

And all sensations beyond our notice

That is me.

That is you.

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Essays, stories & poetry about OCD, culture and society, by Eric

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Essays, stories & poetry about OCD, culture and society, by Eric