Decided to try Pema's suggestion (first thing in the morning) for a week. Found my head to be an astonishingly noisy place, full of dream images and a half-dozen monkeys including one that kept singing Bowie's "Oh you pretty things". Tried to hold on to one particular dream image as the start of a sally but was shouted down by the monkeys. edited 08:08, 14 Nov 2011

Meditated after breakfast. Standing meditation. Head full of thoughts - it took some time for me to re-focus on the body, and the simple rhythm of the breath.

::: A new English word
::: Popping up twice the same day
::: "Stowaway" haiku

Today is the seventh's day in a row that I sat for half an hour on my cushion, immediately after getting out of bed. Nice to see that it now has become a habit. Much easier than trying to decide, every day anew, when, if, how long, in what form, etc. I think I'll stick with this, as a way of simplifying my life. It also provides such a nice basis for everything else, each morning.
After breakfast I read Aphrodite's inspiring description of doing tonglen for oneself. Loving oneself as loving one's neighbor is not something we often hear about, yet is has the same power to transform as loving one's neighbor as one does oneself. edited 17:00, 14 Nov 2011

Struck when sitting, later in the day, by Dogen's insight into time moving from future to present to past. A few times before, especially during the Magic of Time sessions, it seemed so apparent what he meant by this, with synchronicity having a clear context and all sorts of 'special' events or happenings, senses of premonition or (as Paradise once termed in a session) 'preja vu', as indeed very ordinary. How natural it seemed that relating/being in a relaxed way, with less and less attachment to outcome, allows for clarity of time itself. Writing this now, it seems a strange thing to say, but the sight of Dogen's sight was so beautiful that indeed I felt 'gripped', crying at the wall.

As I edit this comment however, it is somewhat embarrassing, since I'm doing it within my 2nd sitting of the day, this time in SL, and obviously a bit distracted. :) edited 01:19, 15 Nov 2011

/||\ , Eliza, Dogen, & all in this very special time spot

arising through our own calling

may it magnetize our days

A short standing meditation this evening followed by Tai Chi in the living room, (cat outside tonight). I seemed to get lost the form tonight forgetting where I am in the movement and re-finding my place and continuing. Nice when the practice is like a walk in the forest, you loose your way but them find a familiar place and continue comfortably again.

patterns in motion
haunt

rolling up naturally
every dawn day's eyes

lidless
future founding
rhythms

foreverness holding the door
smiling kindly to passers by

no time or place to be
other

occasionally squeezing the hand of
cacophony

caught up in researching the past
forgot to check in here