By Lee Glazier
Meditation is an ancient tradition geared toward waking up and seeing our true nature, ya know, but I think a lot of us just use it to unwind.
A lot of straight-and-narrow practitioners frown upon that, but I think it’s cool. That’s why I’m not a straight-and-narrow kinda guy. Shit, I’m barely even straight in general, man. I dig women, but if Jason Statham walks in the room, all bets are off.
Uh, anyway, kinda lost my train of thought there. Oh yeah, Jason Statham. Wait, fuck, no. Oh yeah, meditation. There’s a short video on YouTube called, “Honest Meditation.” Now, it’s mostly a joke, ya know, but I think that jokes are better at conveying the truth than dry prose will ever be. And a lot of commentators said that the video helped them a lot.
There’s a lot of wisdom to, “Fuck it,” Dudes.
Fuck it is right up there with the shouts, slaps and koans of the ancient Zen Masters. It cuts through the fog. If we can just sit down and breathe in all the bullshit, hold it there, and then breathe out, “Fuck it,” then we start to immediately touchdown again. Just for those five, ten, fifteen, or twenty minutes we can sit there, man, and let it all go.
No more bills, no more work, no more past or future, no more self-hatred or self-doubt, no more relationships or politics. Just fuck it. For fifteen minutes, Dudes, just fuck it.
Then, after the meditation’s done, we can pick it all up again. Or maybe we can decide what to pick up and what to leave there. For a more compassionate sit, we can even offer our fuck its to everyone, wishing that everybody could just say fuck it. If we could all, ya know, collectively just say it, everything would be fine in an instant. So even though this is a joke, it’s not a joke too. The best jokes have serious ramifications.
Saying fuck it isn’t as easy as it sounds, man. Even five minutes of it might be challenging for committed Achievers. But Yamada Fumio said, “A realized being seeks nothing, not even enlightenment.” I think we all have to know that there’s nothing out there that’s going to make us happy, right? We learn that lesson over and over again in life. It’s all attitude, Duderinos. Our state of life is our state of mind.
Saying fuck it helps open up and settle our state of mind. It unwads our psychological panties.
My teacher (the Dude who created me. Oh yeah, if you didn’t know already, I’m a fictional character), would say that sometimes a passionate fuck it is called for, too. Sometimes, Dudeist or not, it feels great to go a quiet place and just shout it all out. Just a big, “Fuuuuuuuck! Ahhhhh!” Puttin’ everything you’ve got into it, all that pent up baggage. The wind can take it, and it’s all just gas to the trees. And you’re not gonna offend the birds. Hell, they might be cheerfully singing, “Fuck it,” all day long for all we know.
None of this is repression. Repressing shit isn’t healthy. Awareness is a big part of saying fuck it, because without being aware of what we’re letting go of, then we can’t let go of it. That’s what the inhale’s for. Breathing in problems, breathing out solutions because the exhale is the relaxing part. Then, between breaths, we can just chill in that unfucked space and watch our state of mind start to naturally abide.
This is also a cool on-the-go practice too. Ya really can’t say, “Fuck it,” enough. We can even say it while doing the things we’re saying fuck it to. It makes them easier to get through. Mind over matter, Dudes. No one ever said that we’ve gotta be a reflection of our environment.
Non-attachment doesn’t mean being a hermit, man, it’s just about not letting the world screw with your head.
That’s what we’re really saying fuck it to. Can step outside, look at the sky and say, “Yeah, well, that’s just like, your opinion, man.” Our minds are everything, Dudes. It’s what makes the sky blue. It’s what gives meaning to things and takes meaning away from them. “Fuck it,” is the gatekeeper. Life gets shitty when the dude’s sleeping on the job.
As Fumio said elsewhere, “It may be tough, but go ahead and live out the life that’s in you.” The world’s insistent when it comes to telling us what our lives should be. But, fuck it, go your own way. This is your life, man, because it’s your mind. Do what ya want with it.
We can let our blood shape us, not our experiences. Society is a terrible parent, man. I think growth means turning inside and raising ourselves. With a moment of pure fuck it, we start to see what’s us and what’s bullshit.
May the Abide be you, Dudes. Catch ya later on down the trail.
“Dude” Lee Glazier is a Dudeist Priest, Zen adherent and Taoist enthusiast from Golden, Colorado. He likes reading, writing, hiking, taking baths, listening to classic rock, drinking White Russians, smoking, and having the occasional acid flashback. The only thing he truly believes is that everyone needs to slow down, mellow out, and unwad their underpants. He feels that that would solve all the world’s problems in a heartbeat. “Do you have the patience to let the mud settle and the water clear?” If you like his writing, feel free to check out his Patreon/blog
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