2013.03.04 _ 48

Meditated in the morning.

Some thoughts seem to pop up the moment I start meditating, and disappear when I stop. A bit like the way I sometimes can get back into the dream of the night before when you almost fall asleep, when I couldn't remember it when awake.
The thought of the moment is about a parallel between meditation and scientific research, how in both one tends to think that there are "good" days (or years or minutes), when things go as they should and you get results, and "bad" days when things don't work out. But of course in both kind of days you progress. In the good days you may get some answers, some results, the things you want. But in the bad days you are learning about the method, what works and what doesn't. You learn how to use feedback. You learn to recognize what to see. But of course the progress is only there when you work diligently and without too much attachment to the outcome. Sloppy work doesn't work out, biased work doesn't work out either.

grateful for a do nothing day to just be

::: The sword of a word
::: Cutting through reality
::: Snapping and hissing

>checks in<

did the 30min, sort of, the daydreaming thing keeps getting worse and worse

Missing this group and check-in over the weekend,
Helped to facilitate a daylong workshop about what can and cannot be known as we get to know one another
And not surprisingly one of the greatest lessons was in the cascade of deepening understandings
Available when one pays quiet, open attention to oneself in the midst of these meetings
A kind of to and fro, inner and outer deepenings

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Georgia O'Keefe and Her Houses : Ghost Ranch and Abiquiu

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