Zen Spot #260 - Mindfulness, meditation and the quiet of a block party January 16, 2020 00:00

Chaos, the dog

We recently moved to a tight-knit neighborhood where, every August, a giant party cordons off the street from end to end. Families begin setting up bar-b-ques at sunrise. Tents sprawl. Adirondack chairs become a maze. Coolers become chairs when the Adironacks are full. Fifteen kinds of music blast. Kids chase dogs. Dogs chase kids. 

Hot dogs are replaced by pulled pork, ribs, chicken and steak. Potato salad creates fury. A giant bouncy-house is set up smack dab in the middle of the block. 

Chaos is not just the name of my neighbor’s dog.

Sound off

Inside, the air-conditioning mimics the music outside . Music, too, blasts. Family and friends who revel in the cool, gently cajole smiles, provoke opinions, eat words and eat cake. All the while, the TV remains fixed on a continuous roll of whatever Bruce Lee movie is on — with the sound off — enhancing the comfort that comes from miles of comfort food.

A moment taken to watch the movie, while sitting on the stairs, offers a glimpse into the silliness and worthlessness of almost all TV. A plasma goo rainbow.

Sex ocean

Alcohol having lubricated the masses for ten hours, a collective bust-thump somehow erupted from every loudspeaker along the street. Where chaos reigned, a single pounding heartbeat grabbed the instinct of everybody. Bodies moved. Body parts ground together. Musk and perfume. A plasma goo rainbow. 

Navigating the dancing sex ocean in pursuit of a refill

I don’t dance. I eat potato salad. A refill required a swim from the front door to the kitchen, through the sex ocean. Women playfully ground body parts, wanting to to know they could provoke the instinctive response that slipped nipples and quarter-twerks were designed to prompt. I carried a full plate, my arms extended upward, from shore to shore, back across the ocean, knowing full well I could have eaten it in the kitchen.

Imperfection

The second precept of The Noble Eightfold Path is Right Thought. Who are we if some of our thoughts are not impure? Who are we if all our thoughts are pure?

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What are The Four Noble Truths?

  1. The truth of suffering
  2. The truth of the origin of suffering
  3. The truth of the cessation of suffering
  4. The truth of the path to the cessation of suffering

What is The Noble Eightfold Path?

  1. Right view
  2. Right intention
  3. Right action
  4. Right speech
  5. Right livelihood
  6. Right effort
  7. Right mindfulness
  8. Right concentration

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