Saturday, January 23, 2010

Day One Hundred and Fifty Three

I cut my finger and needed stitches. I ran low on energy later in the day. I think on how mortal, delicate, impermanent I am. Tiredness is like that, energy running out. When I struggle with low energy, I become tight and lose my awareness of sense bases, I run into things because I cannot see them any longer and then I fight with them.

I let go of my body, my worries, those things that cannot be held. I touch the stone gently and energy returns gently.

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