Day Ninety-nine

Doubt, aversion and even thoughts run like foxes away into the woods. All I can see is their tails and they bid me chase them. I sit by the lake quietly and concentration deepens. I am in a place I remember but it is a new place also. There, touching is what I come back to again and again. New thoughts and body states asail me. At some point it all deepens on its own. I am by degrees free of worry about chasing anything. I feel very light. An hour goes by quickly.