Thursday, March 25, 2010

Day Two Hundred and Fourteen

I usually hold the stone in two fingers with my thumb on top. That seems to work best for feeling as though it is one discrete thing. Pushing too hard to make it into a pinpoint becomes an exercise in frustration. The notion of balance, of focus without forcing, works here as well for me. I let concentration do its work; of releasing, of being a base for insight, of calming.

Sometimes I think 'if only I could carry this at all times I would always be free of habits.' But of course that is just the persistent return of attachment to self, and what on earth could that be free from?

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