2011.12.07 _ 97

Meditated before breakfast. Standing meditation. Lots of chattering going on. Tried to let it be without getting lost in it. Didn't always succeed.

With jetlag I woke up happily in the middle of the night, and practiced laying down in bed until falling asleep, then after waking up again sat down right away, continuing my `space and time' practice. First: relax (space), then notice all that moves in terms of appearances (time). Interesting differences between standing practices (continuous muscular adjustment), sitting practice (occasional adjustment), lying practice (complete calm, like floating away).
I had to smile reading Aph's summaries of reports, yesterday. :-) edited 09:56, 7 Dec 2011

Morning sit. Where did they come from... these layers and layers of struggle? Where are they hiding the rest of the time and what might convince them that they are no longer necessary? Just stay. Small blue flowers everywhere, in the usual morning grasses, or are they. Who were those people, the child with the toys and young woman with plans... who are these now, playing school.

::: A pearly grey light
::: Squirrel nests and damp dead leaves
::: Thin web of stillness edited 22:07, 7 Dec 2011

When I clicked on Eden's picture, I saw many many hearts in the enlarged view. I wonder if anyone else did/does. I hope it's OK.. I outlined a few, and attached that version alongside hers. Made aspirations before sleep.. then repeated them 3 times before I got beyond a mechanical sense to a heart sense. Then I stayed up all night LOL. Which was fine. Just got a second wind. Finding blessings and enoughness in many simple turns of attention in my life. Also feeling in this moment for Stevenaia in celebration for a birthday, yet also in sympathy for his dear friend who was in an accident.. as well as others who are feeling unwell, or just not their best, and also those in joy and equanimity.

Watching subtle body gestures today, with appreciation for not knowing where it all came from. edited 04:59, 8 Dec 2011

Feeling rather despondent and hopeless today; perhaps it's the december grey, or unresolved conversations, or the season's forced brightness while the days become short, dark and curt.
Happy Birthday Stevenaia and thank you Eden and Sam for joining the picture gallery. edited 06:51, 8 Dec 2011

Sitting, surviving in the pause.Everything welling up and falling away. Not surviving in the pause. Hints of pause echoing through the day.

Wednesday catch up...
It was busy
finished the ornaments for one class