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Meditation in the morning. Three "non-doing" prostrations, then allow my body to stand up, standing meditation for the remainder of 10 minutes, three more prostrations. Allow my focus to shift between feeling my breaths, feeling my whole body, and feeling those parts of my body that demand attention. Allow everything that I notice to relax a bit more.

Scratching your nose in a non-doing way is possible, but it does take practice. Scratching it mindlessly is much easier.

In yesterday's morning practice, I realized more than before how any sense of lasting identity over time is ultimately a fiction, with us attaching labels of constancy to what really is different from moment to moment. This morning I continued my time practice, and the attention shifted from me watching time in action to time watching how a sense of me was continually arising.

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Self-healing path no 5: Walking towards the bright early afternoon sun, I nurture myself with its rays and warmth, breathing in the prana of the cool winter air, breathing out slowly, nurturing myself with the smiles and the twinkle in the eyes of people walking by me on the busy sidewalk, absorbing the bright fuschia color of a woman's scarf, the pure blue of the sky. I read a very difficult book I love to read even though I'm still on page 22, I laugh with my whole heart, drink purified water and look forward to my third class of "living foods" with a naturopath tonite. Nourishing myself with fresh organic green smoothies, germinated dehydrated buckwheat, ginger, herbs, fruits, germinated nuts, seeds and other raw foods for the last two weeks is changing my life. I sleep so well and I'm feeling so good! #timestamp

"..when one stops thinking that one is living and gets the feeling of being lived, that whatever one is doing, one is not doing, but one is made to do, then that is a sort of criterion [of non dual awareness.]" Nisargatatta

But something in 'me' so wants to hold onto a sense of control....what is this? edited 23:56, 9 Feb 2012

Am fortunate to encounter remarkable persons in my life... settling to sleep after an evening with a friend and her children which defied usual conventions of conversation and expectation of depth parameters. Funny to find the night run the gambit from wine and cheese to yoga, hugs, and tears. Astounding when someone describes what they've seen as your life for you, and in so doing imparts a bit of courage. :)

Just a couple of still periods this day, first thing in the morning, and then the evening. Otherwise finding them in little gaps, transitions and in motion. Gaps in the flow, and echoes of the flow flowing in the gap.