My transformation with meditation was not an instant revelation but a journey that started when I was young. Then I found Eckhart Tolle a few years ago. Before I found Tolle I was not even fully aware of my journey and what I had learned.
I started by reading The Power of Now then I listened a couple of times as an audio book.
Then a lightbulb moment happened after reading and listening to The Power Of Now as I recalled some parts of my childhood. You can read it in a response to a story by Linda Caroll here on Medium.
You can find Eckhart Tolle on Youtube and it might be worth a listen before you buy the book.
ALSO … (sorry this is a bit unrelated but maybe it will be interesting)
I just started a book by Iliza Shlesinger called Girl Logic. She is one of my favorite standup comics but this book is bit of her genius in understanding “Girl Logic” … a superpower of sorts. It should be mandatory reading for all women and mandatory reading for all men after a shot of sodium pentathol so they can tell themselves the truth after they read it.
From the forward by a friend:
Iliza is a fearless comedian because she is a fearless woman. Her brain does not work the way your brain or mine works — and you can trust me on this: I’m a doctor. Iliza’s brain doesn’t just see a “thing”: she sees all the things that made the thing the thing and she simultaneously sees all the reasons the thing should be something else but isn’t and she simultaneously sees the ways the thing could be better and she manages to communicate incredibly clearly and directly everything you need to know — and some things you may not need to know — about that thing. She sees deeply, she thinks deeply, and she feels deeply. She leaves no stone unturned. Ever.
From the introduction by Iliza:
Women aren’t crazy. We are not crazy. We are conflicted. Crazy implies an impracticality to our thoughts when, in actuality, we are processing so many dichotomic thoughts that we get frustrated. Then others perceive that as “crazy.” Women want to be appreciated for their mind, but they won’t stop obsessing over the size of their ass. We tell you what we want, then get mad because you didn’t realize that what we said isn’t actually what we meant. We spend hours rehashing details or distinctions that men fail to notice, much less care about. (“I used a peach gold highlighter, not rose gold”) In any given day — hell, in the span of a few hours — we might want to be worshipped, sexualized, respected, dominated, held, or simply left alone. Depends on who’s around, what we ate, temperature on Venus, all kinds of factors.
She is one of the women in the world I put on my “Wonder Woman Super Hero List”.
By the way … chocolate works for me too … 72% dark chocolate.
