Echo of Self

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Abstract

when I am only a bystander</p><p id="801c">Echo of self is a reminder of failure because when we only hear our own echo, we are missing the honest truth But sometimes we can’t face that so we meditate to our echo of self</p><p id="dc94">This poem was inspired by a passage in the book, <a href="https://bookshop.org/a/6508/9781611808414"><i>Zen Mind, Beginner’s Mind </i>by Shunryu Suzuki</a>. I find myself highlighting words or passages that move me every time I read, no matter what I am reading. When I find the highlight that projects to a poem, I don’t read the source again before I write, I just allow the nerve to be touched. And then I spill my words.</p><p id="d597">A snippet from pages 76 of <i>Zen Mind, Beginner’s Mind</i>, where I got my inspiration:</p><blockquote id="9557"><p>We just see things as they are with him, and accept them. This is how we communicate with each other. <b>Usually when you listen to some statement, you hear it as a kind of an echo of your

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self.</b> You are actually listening to your own opinion. If it agrees with your opinion you may accept it, but if it does not, you will reject it or you may not even really hear it.</p></blockquote><p id="24c0">© <a href="undefined">Jonathan Greene</a> 2020</p><p id="0098">If you liked this, you might like this as well:</p><div id="5a45" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/echo-chamber-1594b2664fd0"> <div> <div> <h2>Echo Chamber</h2> <div><h3>A Poem</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*xsoj62-Cc5UYRMhU)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><p id="e19c">*The link for the novel is an affiliate link to <a href="https://bookshop.org/">Bookshop</a>. Supporting local bookstores.</p></article></body>

A Poem

Everything in life is an echo of self Like when you tell me something and I put it through my own auditory lens, infusing it with personal experience and ingrained and overlooked bias

You speak, but I don’t hear you because I am too busy paying attention to the reverberations of my own voice saying what you said to me, to myself A perpetual state of cognitive dissonance

But it’s not just words, it’s what I see My eyes create an echo of my own past that allow me to process actual events as some hybrid version of self, even when I am only a bystander

Echo of self is a reminder of failure because when we only hear our own echo, we are missing the honest truth But sometimes we can’t face that so we meditate to our echo of self

This poem was inspired by a passage in the book, Zen Mind, Beginner’s Mind by Shunryu Suzuki. I find myself highlighting words or passages that move me every time I read, no matter what I am reading. When I find the highlight that projects to a poem, I don’t read the source again before I write, I just allow the nerve to be touched. And then I spill my words.

A snippet from pages 76 of Zen Mind, Beginner’s Mind, where I got my inspiration:

We just see things as they are with him, and accept them. This is how we communicate with each other. Usually when you listen to some statement, you hear it as a kind of an echo of yourself. You are actually listening to your own opinion. If it agrees with your opinion you may accept it, but if it does not, you will reject it or you may not even really hear it.

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