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had my last meditation class, for now
Mar. 22nd, 2013 12:08 pmWe learned prostrations and had tea.
My physical state/limitations sometimes seem to stand between me and a fuller or more extensive experience of some of what I learned (about experiencing). I gamely made modifications as necessary, but it was hard not to be a bit bummed about that ongoing need, at least now and then. Except returning to the breathing was always there.
I'm excited about walking meditation. I'm even more eager for warmer days, now that I have this practice to practice.
Of the people who stuck it out and were at tea, more than one spoke of wanting more with the chanting. There's chanting at services, both public and members-only. There are chants on the sharing page of the temple's website, too, said our teacher.
It is soup day at work today. I did Tracy's newest crossword puzzle. It felt as if it was taking a long time, but when I looked at the clock, not much of the morning had gone by.
I find myself thinking again of Tammy B and me, at the beginning of 8th grade. Tammy is now (still) my age, posting pictures, giving me/others a glimpse of the flavor of her life, impressions of some of what/how it's been. And still I'm also sometimes very much with her back in 7th grade, and 8th, and 9th, ...
Everything is so crazy sometimes. Everything is so crazy it makes a lot of sense that we can only do what we can do, and don't want to be hurt, and so hurt. It's no wonder that's hard to accept. It seems as if it shouldn't have to be that way.
Higher mind, accepting spirit, I call upon you, yet I also seek/want elsewhere. Fall down seven times. Is that both ends against the middle? Eh. Hey. Whatcha gonna do.
My physical state/limitations sometimes seem to stand between me and a fuller or more extensive experience of some of what I learned (about experiencing). I gamely made modifications as necessary, but it was hard not to be a bit bummed about that ongoing need, at least now and then. Except returning to the breathing was always there.
I'm excited about walking meditation. I'm even more eager for warmer days, now that I have this practice to practice.
Of the people who stuck it out and were at tea, more than one spoke of wanting more with the chanting. There's chanting at services, both public and members-only. There are chants on the sharing page of the temple's website, too, said our teacher.
It is soup day at work today. I did Tracy's newest crossword puzzle. It felt as if it was taking a long time, but when I looked at the clock, not much of the morning had gone by.
I find myself thinking again of Tammy B and me, at the beginning of 8th grade. Tammy is now (still) my age, posting pictures, giving me/others a glimpse of the flavor of her life, impressions of some of what/how it's been. And still I'm also sometimes very much with her back in 7th grade, and 8th, and 9th, ...
Everything is so crazy sometimes. Everything is so crazy it makes a lot of sense that we can only do what we can do, and don't want to be hurt, and so hurt. It's no wonder that's hard to accept. It seems as if it shouldn't have to be that way.
Higher mind, accepting spirit, I call upon you, yet I also seek/want elsewhere. Fall down seven times. Is that both ends against the middle? Eh. Hey. Whatcha gonna do.
