2011.10.09 _ 38

::: Silent in the wind
::: A pyramid of sunlight
::: Moves golden droplets

Began this exploration as way to make sure to follow up on evening meditation, but it has developed a little differently. What I find myself noting here are reflections of those meditations, as inspired by others. In that vein...

Gathered in a grove,
Cultivating Meditation

Unique reflection fragments
Pieces of a quilt

Trees shed sheer blossoms
like butterfly wings

Treasure hidden for a time,
Resting openly in the ground edited 19:55, 9 Oct 2011

Reading Eliza's and Lucinda's entries of yesterday, I sat down and tried to combine the move toward openness and toward letting go. A sound, a sight, a smell, a memory. First a recognition: ah, a car! ah, a branch! and so on. Then letting those appearances open, bursting out of their conceptual shell; by setting them free, letting them go. Not rejecting or refusing their meanings: allowing them to be part of the openness.

Woke this morning and realized that for the first time in two weeks I had nowhere to go and nothing to hurry for. I lay in bed with my hands on my chest, did a "body audit" to shake out the stiffness, and just let my mind drift for a quarter hour or so. It was heavenly.

Meditated in the evening, when the kids had finally gone to sleep.

Continuing the exploration of allowing. Allowed my eyes not just to soften, but also to harden or close. This seemed to lessen the staring. Opened up the meditation itself a bit more: Instead of allowing to relax on the outbreath, allowing to straighten on the inbreath, I just noticed my breath and allowed my body to find its own way.

Lovely synthesis appearing...
As I commit "the montage" to the fire,
I made a movie of it:)

After a FULL day, travel to a distant town, sitting an hour with Quakers, lunch with lady friend, returning to a young man needing a place to sleep for the night, followed by a two-hour phone call from a friend in Alaska. . . . I am confronted by Zen's "being the river. . . "

So, I sat in the recliner and asked "the river" how I might participate with it, and the river said, "You must walk AROUND me."

How does one walk around a river? (perhaps by becoming it?)

To bed. . . I will follow Wol's hands-on-chest body audit. "Heavenly" sounds pretty good right now.

Re complete openness to all situations and all people
Noting the hesitations and projections
Encountering each face
And mine
Touch, and poof
And touch

Touch

Breathes in confidence,
breathes out connection.
Reaching out and touching.
Swimming in an infinite circle.
Round and around. edited 05:55, 10 Oct 2011

Tai Chi in my office today... no one was around edited 01:29, 12 Oct 2011