Thank you Maveric for writing what I almost could have written myself - as a very diurnal lover of owls and that steady small pool of light that becomes one’s focus, one’s universe, while writing something pivotal.
But of course I could not have written it myself - you write more evocatively than I probably ever can.
I used this owl mindset - and I even thought of it that way - first in Sweden when I was writing a thesis in seven months flat. The winter was dark and novel from my bright, searing Namibian summer circadian photoperiod. As I grew older I understood the terrible personal costs of 20 hour workdays and paced myself better, but there was always something intimate and powerful and personal about those pools of light at 2 am. The crickets, the owls, the perception of the wind picking up in a way that can only be heard and felt, but not seen. I finished books with my nocturnal colleagues whose minds were only just coming into full throttle by then. Those were fascinating times.
But I still cycle mostly in the peaceful slumber just past dusk, when the stars glitter and the hoot of the owl enters my dreams. 🌌
Dear Phoebe, owl-friend, adventurer who makes the most out of life during your days and nights. You have explored abundantly in styles of work, in places to live, in circadian rhythms to adopt. You remind us how adaptable we really are.
The owl-hours are not meant to last forever. But used wisely, they enrich us in ways the daylight cannot.
Thank you for putting your energy into writing that helps people see more clearly, and for communicating truth with such warmth. May the owl and the stars guide you past dusk, whether you are awake or sleeping peacefully 😇
How incredible. Thank you from the heart for sharing and bringing light to such a deep experience, so full of awareness and spiritual work.
Yesterday, while I was meditating, it wasn’t so much a thought as a very clear feeling: the need to understand whether it would be possible to “deprogram” what I call the chip. That framework —like a swarm of bees— with which we are born and which, over time, we fill with emotions, beliefs, thoughts… influences from parents, friends, teachers, and society in general.
Deep down I know that this path exists, and that it is reached through the silence you speak of, through meditation. But I also recognized in myself that impulse of wanting everything instantly, of imagining an almost magical way to deactivate that internal swarm, as if we could free the mind all at once and constantly inhabit an absolute peace, a profound wisdom.
Your experience has made me feel that this state is not forced nor installed immediately, but rather cultivated. And even so, it awakens in me that question, that longing, that path.
Thank you for your appreciation Alomn. What you’re describing is one of the most beautiful and honest recognitions any of us can have: seeing our own mind, observing the observer. There’s no need to judge. Simply observe. Everything is perfect how it is, I believe. And when we simply observe ourselves, magical things happen. Thank you for your practice 💜
Thank you Maveric for writing what I almost could have written myself - as a very diurnal lover of owls and that steady small pool of light that becomes one’s focus, one’s universe, while writing something pivotal.
But of course I could not have written it myself - you write more evocatively than I probably ever can.
I used this owl mindset - and I even thought of it that way - first in Sweden when I was writing a thesis in seven months flat. The winter was dark and novel from my bright, searing Namibian summer circadian photoperiod. As I grew older I understood the terrible personal costs of 20 hour workdays and paced myself better, but there was always something intimate and powerful and personal about those pools of light at 2 am. The crickets, the owls, the perception of the wind picking up in a way that can only be heard and felt, but not seen. I finished books with my nocturnal colleagues whose minds were only just coming into full throttle by then. Those were fascinating times.
But I still cycle mostly in the peaceful slumber just past dusk, when the stars glitter and the hoot of the owl enters my dreams. 🌌
Dear Phoebe, owl-friend, adventurer who makes the most out of life during your days and nights. You have explored abundantly in styles of work, in places to live, in circadian rhythms to adopt. You remind us how adaptable we really are.
The owl-hours are not meant to last forever. But used wisely, they enrich us in ways the daylight cannot.
Thank you for putting your energy into writing that helps people see more clearly, and for communicating truth with such warmth. May the owl and the stars guide you past dusk, whether you are awake or sleeping peacefully 😇
ALOMN
How incredible. Thank you from the heart for sharing and bringing light to such a deep experience, so full of awareness and spiritual work.
Yesterday, while I was meditating, it wasn’t so much a thought as a very clear feeling: the need to understand whether it would be possible to “deprogram” what I call the chip. That framework —like a swarm of bees— with which we are born and which, over time, we fill with emotions, beliefs, thoughts… influences from parents, friends, teachers, and society in general.
Deep down I know that this path exists, and that it is reached through the silence you speak of, through meditation. But I also recognized in myself that impulse of wanting everything instantly, of imagining an almost magical way to deactivate that internal swarm, as if we could free the mind all at once and constantly inhabit an absolute peace, a profound wisdom.
Your experience has made me feel that this state is not forced nor installed immediately, but rather cultivated. And even so, it awakens in me that question, that longing, that path.
Thank you for opening that door.
Thank you for your appreciation Alomn. What you’re describing is one of the most beautiful and honest recognitions any of us can have: seeing our own mind, observing the observer. There’s no need to judge. Simply observe. Everything is perfect how it is, I believe. And when we simply observe ourselves, magical things happen. Thank you for your practice 💜