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What is Concentration?
It’s a bit like when you throw a dart towards a dartboard, or hit a snooker ball towards a pocket.
There’s a certain focus of attention you need, a certain kind of being in the zone.. Concentration is alert, in alignment, locked on; just enough sufficiently relaxed to be free of tension.
There’s intention, but no tension.
The concentration is not grim. (I haven’t got my Stephen Hendry face on)
The concentration is not dour (like John Higgins)
The concentration is not nervily concerned (like Graham Dott)
The concentration is not intense (like Peter Ebdon)
The concentration is not blank or impassive (pick any Chinese snooker player)
The concentration is like me. I’m the World Concentration Champion of me!
I’m the Ronnie O’Sullivan of Mindfulness. Lol
I’m still not concentrating.
How can you “not concentrate” if that is what you are wanting to do?
I must obviously not be wanting to concentrate. That is what i want : not to concentrate.
So therefore let me follow, let me pay attention, to what i do want.
What i want is for my mind to be complaining and moaning. Or maybe my mind is simply taking over what “I” want.
It’s more of a “Me” want.
And the Me want usually does want all the moany and complainy stuff going on – seems to thrive on complaint, seems to exist merely to moan.
Hard to concentrate this morning. Feeling distracted. Mind elsewhere.
This running to elsewhere.
“Life is elsewhere”.
Where elsewhere is bigger, better, greener, than here.
Herewhere
is where it happens
where it always happens
where it always has to happen.
If i’m to be truly alive.
