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On having no thoughts
22/02/2013, 1:16 pm
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Otro blog que encuento interesante (entre tantos que no):

Deckchair Enlightenement

Adjunto sin traducir un artículo muy interesante sobre el autor del blog, creo que su lenguaje no es muy complicado y si no, google translator creo que podría con él, si no me lo decís y lo traduzco. Me pregunto si hay mucha gente así por el mundo:

Oddly, it was a Zen Teacher that introduced me to narrative thoughts.  Somehow, it was my natural condition to have an inner silence.  I took it for granted and assumed everyone was the same.

It was most noticeable in exams when we were told to think through the question.  I didn’t know what that meant.  I would read the question, sounding it out in my head, and wait.   I might have to wait for a while.  There were no narrative thoughts during this time although there was a feeling that something was happening with respect to the presented problem.

Then, boom, often pictures would come first and the pictures would lead to the answers being written down.

I can remember the first time it dawned that other people thought A LOT.  It was in the early 1980′s and I was on a year out from Uni and living in London with a pal.  He’d been talking about how he was thinking this and that and the other, and as my head was silent, I asked him, “So, when you’re just waiting for the tube, are you thinking then?”  He said, “Yes”.  “Ok, but not all the time.”  He said, “Yes”.  He then shared his typical thoughts waiting for the tube.  One after the other after the other.

“What about you?” he asked.  “Nothing” I said.  “WHAT?  Bollocks.” he said.

Hence neither of us quite believed the other.

Why this should be the case for me I don’t know.

While in London, I started going to a Zen Class.  One of the first instructions was to watch your thoughts.  This was fairly easy for me as there weren’t any.   I was told that there simply MUST be thoughts and I was just unaware of them.

I started to force narrative thoughts, rather like as if I was reading.  Thinking this was somehow good practice, whatever activity was joined by a forced narrative thought.  It was absolutely horrendous and noisy.  Each task became like walking through wet sand.  I couldn’t “think silently” because of the narrative noise.

I went back to the Zen teacher and told him that my work had been disrupted and it was driving me nuts.  His advice: to get out more.  Seriously.  To walk around, do more exercise.

Thankfully, it wasn’t long before seeing the nonsense of this and returned to the quiet mind enjoyed prior.  I continued to attend zazen classes, but happily ignored the “watch your thoughts” instruction.

To this day, 30 years on, I happily conduct business and domestic doings without any recourse to narrative thinking.


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