if you're into meditation, you'll probably enjoy this piece a lot.
if you're not into it, or you plan on responding below in a way that suggests you didn't read the article -- you'll appear somewhat as proof of what the article contends. but even if you don't meditate or even spend time on social media, you'll completely understand the weird physical feeling you get from a disturbing thought (a remembrance of a past embarrassment, for example), and the similar feeling you get when you are hit with a tweet (or whatever) that irks you.
the analogy fits: the feelings arising from thinking a troubling thought are almost no different than the feelings arising from reading an upsetting tweet.
the conclusion is to operate social media the same way you monitor your own thoughts - which is to examine what the thought might actually be, and then disarm and discard it. which is what one does often in meditation.
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1 day from Celebrating America's 250.........
This is my Flag.
She first flew, from a porch in rural Ohio during WW2.
In 1959 she was replaced with a newer Flag, one with 50 Stars rather than her 48.
In the late '60's she hung over a window in a Dorm Room at Ohio State and then stored in a box in the bottom of a closet for the next 50 years.
She was found a few years back, wadded up on a table at a Church Garage Sale.
Since then, she's spent each Summer, a lowly tree branch as her staff, flying again in my front yard.
There's something about the way she waves.....it's like she missed it, like it's what she wants to do, what she was meant to do.
Of all the Flags on our road today, she seems to wave the proudest.
And when a breeze catches her just right........my God is she beautiful
On this final day of America 249
