First, let me start off by telling you that this was not planned. I had no intention of writing a two-part article. You might want to read what is the first "No mumbo jumbo" article, but I hope this part will stand on its own.
Writing about what I experience helps me get my thoughts together because there has to be some cohesiveness and understanding of the subject or my little essays wouldn't make any sense. So, with this said, after writing Mumbo Jumbo, I was feeling pretty good about attachments and watching my thoughts. I was going about things as usual, which includes visiting the local thrift store on occasions in search of whatever unique objects that may show up there. On this day I came across a piece of stereo equipment, a cassette tape deck to be exact. Here I must explain that I totally enjoy listening to music.
I have CDs, vinyl records, and some cassette tapes. Oh yes, I also have an iPod, so you get the idea. Well, my current cassette deck isn't the greatest, so I was interested in the one I had come across. It was a good brand, but I couldn't tell if it was a good model or what I was looking for. I memorized the model number and set it back on the shelf. Later, when I was home, I looked up the model number on the computer and was delighted to find out that this was a very good one.
I work in the evenings so I figured I would go back the next day and buy it. Well, the next day came, and I went to the thrift store and the deck was gone. I was surprised at the attachment that I had created overnight for something I never owned. That's right, I never owned. All that day, thoughts like, "I had it in my hands" and "why didn't I go back the same day?" and, oh yes, there was, "I'll never find another one that good" popping into my head and I would feel miserable until I would tell myself that it was an attachment and I would let go of it.
Finally the true lesson came to me. I saw that my happiness comes from within, and not to let external objects control my peace. I realized that owning that cassette deck wasn't meant to be. It had nothing to do with what was really valuable, which was a deeper understanding of attachments. This reminded me of a saying: "I don't know what's in my own best interest."
This is what I wrote about in Mumbo Jumbo, not beating one's self up, and having faith in what is. The importance of recognizing that the thoughts of "I need this" and "I should have done that" are just setting me up to lose my peace because they are based on judgments. Judgments are what we use to make attachments and are based on fear if you really get down to it.
I think the point I'm trying to get here is that if I can seek inner peace anyone can. Sure, things are going to come up, but that is where the earnestness and determination come in to play. When you realize that what you want more than anything is to be at peace you become aware of the thoughts that try to rob you of it and can let them go. When you do, there is the realization that along with the peace comes a freedom, and a surprising happiness.
Mike Bradshaw lives in the Rogue Valley. To see his Feb. 15 article, "No Mumbo Jumbo Here," go to www.dailytidings.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20140215/LIFE/402150306/-1/LIFE0107
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