Sunday, January 17, 2010
Day One Hundred and Forty Seven
I watch physical and mental noise quiet down. Concentration is interrupted by thoughts and body feelings. I sense that every thought has a concurrent feeling in the body; a slight lean toward or away. It makes sense biologically. Even "I liked my walk today", or "I hope the weather is nice tomorrow", feel like they are designed to keep me well, or safe. Positive or negative, they keep me apart from concentration and other realities if I do not notice them. Sometimes, I let myself think a stream of thoughts I am having, I notice them and I notice that I am separate from them. I pack them up into a body feeling and let them go their way. They usually seem to be in groups of pleasant or unpleasant. Sometimes they start pleasant and end up at an unpleasant dead end. I let some groups of thought or inquiry go unsolved. I feel a sense of emptiness or despair after that sometimes, but I let that go and return to concentration with invigorated focus.
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