Somewhat difficult day yesterday. Again, conscious breaths in bed as my 99 days practice, but not really what I first intended when I signed up, so my intention is to 'reboot' tonight and get back to the spot. It really needs to be at least 10 minutes to qualify as what I first intended. :)
Reading Lucinda's entry from yesterday, and thinking about the Seattle retreat, where she is participating now, while I myself was traveling too, from Japan back to New York City.
Yes, all simple.
After coming home, I sat for a while, with this simplicity.
Driving to Columbus in the rain. . . Flying to Chicago . . . Subway to the federal building to check out Social Security glitch . . . Walk from federal building to hostel and check in . . . Ride rented wheelchair to Grant Park . . . In bed. . . wondering if I turned off the car's lights in the airport parking lot this morning.
Today I tried to "think" the moves while meditating in prep for this evening when I will do the moves ... in my head in bed. So strange that the body can't readily "think" itself through movement easily, requires an entirely new practice.
Prostrations, standing, prostrations. Breathe in, allow straightening. Breathe out, allow relaxing.
::: Golden channel on water
::: Day of gold dust sparks
Yes, all simple.
After coming home, I sat for a while, with this simplicity.
Standing together in a warm morning light
Sparking tentative connections
That burn brightly by sunset.
The point is not eroding.
Every afternoon the wind whips up strong waves.
By night we are singing