On the 24th of May, 2011, I opened my third book in my list of 13 books that I promised myself I would read. Book number three is The Mindfulness Solution by Ronald D. Siegel, PsyD. I am not going out and buying the books on my list of 13. Nope, I don't have to buy these books because I already own them ... I just have not read them. As a re-cap my book list came about after I had a burst of energy and did some serious deep cleaning and became acutely aware of all the books I own but have not read. And I am not talking about just the 13 on my first list! The list of 13 is comprised of the books that I found next to my bed ... I have yet to make list of my unread treasury to be found in bookshelves and other places around my home where my unread books are kept.
As I read the first paragraph in the preface of The Mindfulness Solution I became aware of a thread of commonality in the first three books on my list. The apparent similar theme is awareness of and control over our thoughts and how we can alter our perception and experience of life with awareness/control. Or at least from my perspective and from the pages I have turned thus far that appears to be the theme :-) This thought, this concept, this idea of becoming the master of our thoughts is not a new concept and not a concept that I have never put into practice.
I am looking forward to discovering how Ronald D. Siegel shares his experiences in applying mindfullness to his life. Maybe, I will come across a fresh, new method of Mindfulness practice? Maybe. Maybe I will become "re-inspired" to put more effort forth towards my own meditative practice? Maybe. Maybe, I will discover something new within the pages of The Mindfulness Solution. Maybe.
Hugs,
Maryanne
Maryanne
I hope you discover something new about changing our inner perspective and share it with us! - Many of us are aware of how our minds affect our living experience, but many are not very mindful in application.
ReplyDeleteWhen I think of the subject of mindfulness it makes me miss my black and white ceramic tile floor in my old kitchen. I used to mop it by hand as a meditative practice. Weird, I know, but I was very present and new every inch of that space.