Day One Hundred and Six

Feeling the stone and feeling whatever is going on in the body. I feel the body more fully as 'just' the body... pressing is pressing, tired is tired. I see a stream of thought come with each feeling; tired is not good, tired is dangerous, tired is irritating because it will keep me from something, or Sangha is irritating because it keeps me from fulfilling tired and so on. But also I see thought in much the same was as body; my thoughts are waves of feeling that I attach to and push away. Either way I jump on board and follow them but I don't have to. I can let them come and go with kindness and curiosity. They are fast but they fade out in a fine way, much like the tension does when waiting for discussion to end so I can return home and blog. When it has ended I ask "why was I so jumpy?"