I entered the temple close to my place with a mildly agitated mind. When I was done meditating, I was far from any mental agitation. It is a big blessing to have a strong sort of Peace visiting my meditations regularly. I wouldn’t want this blessing taken away from me.
I want to experience Peace every time I meditate. I want Peace to take permanent residence in my mind. I want Peace to expand its Holy Presence through all my hours outside of meditation. I want Peace in my waking and sleeping minutes. I want Peace to grow so thick and so deep that it actually does turn into an altar for Bliss. Paramahansa Yogananda’s suggestions for an inner portable altar has Peace in its foundation.
Paramahansa Yogananda Quote: “Peace is the altar of God, the condition in which happiness exists.”
2 Duration: 37 minutes at 11:19 PM
Depth:
This session is about my bladder. In the first 20 minutes or so, my bladder filled up. In the second 20 minutes, I kept meditating at the depth of mind where one can experience Peace. Peace can provide much bodily relaxation. However, my full bladder wouldn’t allow such a relaxed state. Peace had to be discontinued.
I could have meditated longer and with deep attention if it wasn’t for my body behaving the way it did last night. One needs the body to meditate. One wants the body to cooperate with meditation. On most days, my body cooperates but not yesterday. It’s ok. We will find opportunities to meditate in the new day.
Q:. I was wondering if there was a moment from filming [Good Omens] that really stood out to you.
David: Oh, oh I mean, so many. I think the most exciting moment for that was probably the read-through. Because when we first all sat down in a room together and read the scripts together and... Michael Sheen is someone I'd known - a bit - [audience cheering], oh don't cheer him, do not encourage him, honestly, don't tell him we had this conversation - but we kind of been in a film together, but never had a scene together, we'd never really worked together. We'd known each other, but we didn't have any sort of... before the read through, we didn't have any get togethers or nobody discussed anything. We just sort of... So that was the first time we sat and read the script out loud together in a room with everyone else. And that was probably at that point you're going to go, 'Oh, this is going to be all right. I think we're going to have... I think this is going to be quite good fun.' Which, indeed, for now, for over two series, it has proved to be exactly that. So that moment was probably the most significant because it led me to believe that what was about to follow was going to be indeed what it was, which is a wonderful, exciting experience. And I can't wait for you to see Series 2.
Der Wirt steht vor der Aussichtsterrasse und beschimpft alle, die nur passieren und nicht einkehren wollen. Weiter vorne geht starker Wind, dann graupelt und strubbelt es kurz und danach ist ein doppelter Regenbogen zu sehen, dessen Ende über dem Tierspital leuchtet, als wartete dort tatsächlich ein Topf mit Gold.
It was supposed to be a normal night. The sky was filled with twinkling stars, a full moon shined small slivers of light across the curtains, and the wind was blowing gently enough it wouldn’t rouse anyone from sleep. But then out of nowhere, Deuce dropped this stupid truth bomb that Ace had been purposely trying to avoid for a while.
“So…” Deuce whispers, trying not to wake anyone. “When are you going to confess to Yuu?”
Ace immediately freaked out. How long had he known? Was he really so obvious that thick-head Loosey-Deucy could see through him? Who else knows?
But he guesses he can worry about that later, after he manages to convince Deuce that he does not have a crush on the infamous Ramshackle Prefect.
“I am not in love with them,” Ace stubbornly states.
“Yes you are-”
“No I’m not-”
“You are.”
“Not.”
“Are too.”
“I’m not.”
“Are you still trying to convince yourself?”
“If I say it enough times, it’ll come true.”
There’s silence after that. It was supposed to be easy to refute Deuce’s partially true claims, he’s not the brightest. He isn’t dumb, he has his moments, but when it comes to love? Nothing. But maybe it was because it was so late, maybe it was because he was thinking of Yuu when Deuce brought the topic up- but the reason doesn’t really matter. Ace all but confirmed Deuce’s “suspicion” (if he could even call it that).
“...So you admit it?”
“Goddammit, Deuce. Go to sleep already.”
“Ok, ok,” he hears Deuce roll over, and it’s not long before he’s out like a light while Ace looks up at the ceiling, thinking about Yuu. Not that he doesn’t do that already but this time it was slightly different.
It was stupid of him to like the prefect and he knew it. They were from another world- someday they would go back, and he knows if it was a choice between their home and NRC, they would pick home. It might take a few months, maybe even years- but they will eventually. As useless as Headmaster Crowley is and can be sometimes, Ace highly doubts he wouldn’t find a way home for them at all. It would be bad rep.
On top of that, Ace promised himself he wouldn’t take a chance on love again. Not after his disaster of a relationship back in middle school. But he couldn’t help it. Yuu was just so… them. They were reliable and honest. They help when they can and they’re a bit of a try-hard. As fed-up as they look with their group of friends, they’ve proven time and time again that they’re there for all of them. Also they’re pretty to look at so that’s an added bonus.
He hopes this ‘little’ crush of his goes away in time, he doesn’t know what heartbreak feels like and he doesn’t want to know. But he sort of signed up for that when he became friends with Yuu.