I'll second the deep comfort vibe.
And the seeming lack of mosquitos when smoking a fantastic burley on a cool autumn evening.
And the seeming lack of mosquitos when smoking a fantastic burley on a cool autumn evening.
Good read.I'm not Catholic but I found an arcticle by David Mosley to be interesting on this very subject. In it he notes:
"It is this pace and this practice (of packing, lighting and attending too a pipe) that makes pipe smoking a welcome companion to contemplation."
Full Article here for those that care to read further: Is pipe smoking good for the soul? - https://uscatholic.org/articles/201801/is-pipe-smoking-good-for-the-soul/
Deacon Piper,I’m a deacon in the Orthodox Church and enjoy a delicious pipe most every day. It’s certainly not “spiritual” or “religious,” but piping certainly relaxes and clears my mind that few past times do. On Sundays after the Divine Liturgy, I may pipe with a few guys from our parish, watching birds flutter down from the hills. Few things I enjoy more than fellowship with other men around a pipe in God’s creation.
For Native Americans, pipe smoking was part of their spirituality. In one Native story, the Creator or Great Spirit gave tobacco to Man in order to connect with Him.Reviewing various posts, I realize there are others who must share this experience.
It makes me curious about those blends- how close are they to incense, which ones are closest to incense.I have a fair amount of early 2000s RB Plug and the general view from my side of the table is that it tastes like incense from your local church. The essence used in the plug was something called Cheviot which has a sweet and woody profile.
It was and it wasn't. We had ceremonial pipes and tobaccos but there were regular use pipes for smoking and many chewed it as well.For Native Americans, pipe smoking was part of their spirituality.
Enrolled in what tribe?It was and it wasn't. We had ceremonial pipes and tobaccos but there were regular use pipes for smoking and many chewed it as well.
JB,Tobacco is spiritual in both origin and historical practice. While it's also always been recreational alongside its spiritual nature, even the concept of not-inhaling is spiritual by default, as smoking itself was an act of deference and offering. The burnt leaves were treated much like burnt offerings in the Judeo-Christian tradition or incense in most Eastern traditions. The leaves were meant to be burnt and offered to the spirits above, rather than inhaled and ingested by the user.
This practice persisted for so long that the human body's nicotine receptors developed not in the lungs, but in the esophagus. (Cigarettes defy this due to the need for the chemicals and additives to be absorbed in lung tissue.)
It's always nice hearing from you about this stuff.It was and it wasn't. We had ceremonial pipes and tobaccos but there were regular use pipes for smoking and many chewed it as well.
We've had this discussion in another thread.Enrolled in what tribe?
Don't wait! Was smoking on a beautiful sunny morning in -11C. Was wonderful!I have a clear image from a biographical film about C. S. Lewis ("The Most Reluctant Convert" on either Netflix or Amazon) of Lewis smoking his pipe and having a pint, while narrating his own conversion to belief. So, I can't wait until warmer weather (I smoke outside only) to enjoy a pipe and scripture or faith-oriented reading in the morning with a cup of coffee.
I agree with this. It's not surfing.Nothing spiritual about smoking to me, but it's meditative for sure.
Yeah, I used to experience something similar when I visited Griffith Park during the Festival Of Lights. I'd look at the displays of animating Christmas lights and enjoy the carols and Christmas pops sounding from the speakers set up in the trees above, find myself a nice hay bale to sit on, light up a bowl, and enjoy the spectacle.I find smoking more contemplative than spiritual. The only time I get that spiritual feeling from smoking is when I do it outdoors. In France I was able to find peace at my parents château and property. Here in NYC I tend to visit Central Park when I need that prescription of nature.