2012.01.16 _ 28

It's so interesting to watch the mind after a long intensive one-day workshop, when retreating alone to a cafe, with a cup of coffee, suddenly decompressing, as if falling through a trapdoor into an altogether different universe. When that happened this evening, I reflected on the many roles I play in life, one moment an organizer of an event, another moment a customer in a cafe; one moment intently following everybody's arguments, the next moment watching my mind in a freewheeling mode. Where is the imputed self in all this? The whole notion of a self is so fishy; it looks far more like a stream, a meandering flow of appearances, all of which can be appreciated . . .

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We are on a country road, at night. There are two lights hovering over the road in a short distance ahead of us. He says: "Let’s go there". As soon as we start walking, we seem to be walking in mid-air. Soon, we are going through thin veils of yellow, dissolving like clouds around us. I say: "These are beings!!". I’m marveled! Now horses are running towards us, flowing around our heads, drawing of horses really: I see only the contour of their heads and manes, like an orange line, of fire maybe, like prehistoric horses on caves, on both sides of the road, like they are flowing in from the middle of the night sky over the road. Then, suddenly, the horses are in front of us: I see their bodies now, their galloping legs: they are moving through us. They have phosphorescent blue/violet eyes. I whisper: "They have phosphorecent eyes...". I’m wondering why he doesn’t say anything. Then I hear a sound, not a purring exactly, but a sound made by a cat. I wonder about that sound and then light pours in and all the wild horses in movement solidify into pale fragments of roman ceramics on the ground and I’m wide awake #timestamp

15 minutes sitting in the morning.

/me smiles at pema's retreat hut, a cafe

/me blinks after reading eden's phosphorescent post

/me sits time/space-shifted with wester edited 00:51, 17 Jan 2012

I feel I need to get back to two meditation periods a day. Am spending too much time chatting in SL. One of the precepts cautions aagainst idle chatter and also Right Speech in The Eighfold Path: 'to abstain from idle chatter that lacks purpose or depth.'

Several times tuning into breaths practice amidst various activities... slowing down, shifting into an easier rhythm. Can relate to Zen's plight, though there are ways to include space into the speech/chatter reliance that takes place in SL due to that being the primary way of being together/communicating ... would like to employ those ways more myself. :)