Radical instructions work. Don't do. Don't think. Don't judge. "But I have to sit with this stone" I say. Then don't do more than that. "But I have many thoughts". Then don't follow them. "But I know nothing without comparing it" Then don't hold to the comparisons.
So much of this meditation is non-following. Experience is continually refreshed without our meddling, but this craving for something to be different or stay a certain way turns every new moment into a battle with a reluctant ghost.
I picture myself waking up in or near my body. I am surprised by this. I watch thoughts arise, fade. I watch feelings touch my skin. I notice the tendency to hold things. I sink into touch as both participant and observer, not wanting anything to be different. Habits of mind clutter even a simple touch. I had not noticed the high whistle of long-driven wind through the windowframes before.
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