2018.06.28 - Day 106

Just a few days left, and my practices here have changed so many times; like clouds in the sky, intentions have morphed into something I don't recognize. Still, gazing with them feels restful.

What have I accomplished that I set out to do?

I've posted here, almost all of the days.
I've taken time for pausing regularly, PaB style, more often than I had been months prior.
I've gotten clear on important things concerning my own motivations.
I've taken time to just 'be with' fear, boredom, and other friends.
i've reduced social medias drastically and have mapped some ways in which embodied habits draw my days.

And what has been a surprise?

Self-remembering is a familiar term now, along with a clear sense of interlocking practices and attentions that might open perceptions and possibilities.
I feel connected with friends, with a general sense of admiration and appreciation.

Other things.

Most importantly, it took about this many days for love as source motivation to assert itself.

Is that 'again' or is this new? edited 17:02, 28 Jun 2018

New enough!

That's wonderful to read Eliza! I will try and do similar tomorrow.

Some thoughts...
Laozi: "A good traveler has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving."
Herm Edwards (football coach): "A goal without a plan is a wish."
Storm: "The best plan is one that can be changed."
Go back to quote 1 and repeat.

More progress on the writing course. It's great fun with some eye-opening revelations on poetic form, and crafting and technique. And thank you Zen. :)

But again, 3 hours a week, pah! Five hours just tonight and I did perhaps just 30% of a week's work. Mumble, mumble... ;-D