CoachBri’s Blog

The breeze was warm and had the promise of another shower. The grass was very wet and the roadside had many puddles but the road itself had all its moisture taken by the warm breeze. Soon there was another shower that only lasted a few minutes and again the wind would work its magic and pick up the moisture and re-dump it somewhere downwind. This cycle seemed to be endless: the exchange of energy between the air and water.

Anger too seems to have the same cycle.  There is first the hurt of an image put together by thought and the emotional content of those thoughts and the release of energy, outwardly.  That eventually dissipates only to give rise to a new image and expectation and the cycle begins again when that images is again offended. The behavior of anger always creates a distance from the one who releases their anger and the one they let it out on. Eventually the distance between the two becomes so wide all relationship is destroyed and what was once the spark of love gives way to the spark of avoidance and contempt.

Only in the holding of anger can it be observed without restraint and end. It needs to be seen in the same way as one watches or tracks the movement of a deadly animal as you come across its path. The ending of anger is the freedom from the known, which is the cause of all psychological problems. Anger is anger and nothing can be done about or with it. To see its movement is the factor that allows it to run its course and die. Any interference by thought condemning or justifying it is to resist the lesson it offers.  Human beings have used anger forever as a means to an end, rendering them helpless in their Neanderthal conditioning.   To perceive anger fully is to save the energy of anger, which is the process of its own transformation.

Coach Bri

The morning was thick and rich with moisture. The birds were active, darting at each other, moving from tree to tree. The mating ritual of the birds was in full movement from morning to night.

Thought is always pregnant as it gives birth to thoughts in one direction and then a second later it is giving birth to another set of thoughts, just to keep itself alive. Thought hates to be silent because in true silence self has no place and thought is only a waste of energy. True silence is not the result of thinking, willing, planning or choice. It is a blessing that comes when self is not active in the pursuit of desire.

Nothing in nature is driven by thought and everything reaches its potential. In the silence of the morning something beyond thinking is sensed. It is more delicate than a warm breeze. It holds all life together without direction. It is both in solitude and connected to everything. In its presence thought has no place. This energy seems to live, explode and die and is immediately born again in one movement. It is deep, rich and true and depends on nothing. It holds love, compassion, intelligence and so much more. Thought has no place in it or relationship to it. Yet it can use thought.

The dog that has been in the field comes running when it sees me. It has been digging after something in the ground. Her nose is black with the dark earth.

Coach bri