Concentration: (n) the action or power of focusing
Pain is insane.
Especially when it is self-induced.
It is an automatic thought that springs into our head: if things aren’t difficult, they’re not real accomplishments.
This is certainly one of the greatest pieces of human foolishness.
I’ve never heard anyone say, “I need to concentrate” without frowning. They are communicating that they are so damn mature that they must go into contortions
to acquire achievement.
What the hell?
If life was intended to be difficult, yet we are all universally intended to live it out, how cruel is our Creator? For we are not all suited to the same regimen.
Of course, a certain amount of concentration is necessary to alert the brain to turn off all phones, ignore other messages, and place focus on the project at hand. Undoubtedly.
Yet if that experience is not rewarding–and dare I say, joyous–we will run away from concentration in favor of erratic behavior.
So I taught all of my children, and those who ever came within my earshot, a very simple principle, which both initiates concentration and provides fulfillment through it:
Wherever you are, be there.
Don’t split your attention. Don’t be considering lilies and weeds at the same time.
Allow yourself the glorious blessing and luxury of inhaling the atmosphere which has drifted your way.
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