2011.09.19 _ 18

Meditated before breakfast again.
I realized that surrender is not a passive thing, it's an allowing of something larger than yourself to act through you.

Meditation before bed: check :)

::: Sun plays in river
::: Boats, ducks, birds in a ballet
::: Under the old bridge

Oh, I love Eos's "Zeno practice", resting in the arrowness of the arrow, without climbing forwards to the sharpness of the tip of the arrow, or holding back at the softness of the feathers, but rather just staying with the motion and resting in that very motion. Several times today I remembered to do that, and each time it gave me a feeling of vibrant peace, for lack of a better expression.

Meditation during Original Face this morning allowed me to breathe out a sadness embodied in constriction of throat and chest. Surrendering and controlling. edited 02:19, 20 Sep 2011

check :-)

I find myself again squeezing in the sitting just before bed. Monkeys were very chattery tonight, full of helpful reminders of what I didn't get finished during the day.

Memorial service for a friend of over three decades this afternoon in Dayton (Ohio). He died almost six weeks ago. Had to miss Original Face because of that -- and found myself resenting it. Couldn't wait to get back home with my crazy thoughts and resentments. Inviting groundedness. Feeling too choppy to 'sit' and too divided not to 'sit.'

Dropping is not so easy today,
commitments are fuzzy.
Perhaps growing a new skin,
after the ripening,a new husk.