2012.05.05 _ 25

All day meditation at Drumalis. We didn't do anything else but meditate today, don't know why. We often have readings and other activities. We sat outside for meditation too in a little circle of seats. It was sunny but a bit cold in N.Easterly breeze though. But lovely to hear all the ambient sounds..

Night walk, under a brilliant super moon sky, then time with a heart text, The Song of Enlightenment: http://bit.ly/HJ2jBP.

Lovely pictures and more info:
Supermoon: a yearly cosmic event | The Batavian http://bit.ly/ICc8kH

Lightning is dancing around the sky tonight. Thunder rolls and crashes. What better time to go to the Lokeshvara temple and meditate...

And two revelations came, one technical, one personal:

Technical. I was missing some of the voice messages in the meditation, sometimes as much as 50%. Until I closed a particular window on my screen - it was a partially loaded BBC Science News video on the supermoon - and everything ran perfectly after that. Note to self: my PC also needs to be one-pointed during meditation!

Personal. I've mentioned this before, but the difficult person... well, whomever I choose, it always seems it's someone who had difficulty with me. I was always their difficult person, and doubtless they suffered because of it. In fact it always seems to me that the suffering I can easily imagine them going through is 'having to deal with me'! I'm no longer a thorn in their sides, but do they suffer similarly with someone else maybe? Has their predisposition to be upset gone? That loss of ease, of equanimity - how much anguish and irritation does it cost them? edited 05:43, 6 May 2012

"Where I Hide: Ordinary Space, Available Light"

During the past few weeks, I've been chewing on various mental cuds relevant to "May I be free from preference and prejudice." All day today, varieties of 'preferences' seemed to leap up -- from the 7 a.m. altercations at the Pavilion (Bless you, Xir!), to manifold social involvements in RL, to health issues. After the 1 p.m. PaB session ("Idiot Compassion and Idiot Equanimity,") having so many preferences seemed to become less problematic. The "problem" (if there must be one at all) is how reflexively I fly away into imagining how things could or should be.

“The mind can go in a thousand directions, but on this beautiful path, I walk in peace. With each step, the wind blows. With each step, a flower blooms.”
― Thich Nhat Hanh edited 15:09, 6 May 2012