Day Two Hundred and Thirty four

I would think that all of the necessary things are in place to let awareness happen, but they are not. I notice myself thinking more, not that I am thinking more, I just notice it more. I notice how many judgements and opinions stand in the way. I notice that most everthing that strikes at the door of body and mind is picked up and judged. I rest at feeling with the stone. I notice a myriad of other touchings. They are not knocking, I just have an old habit of knowing when ghosts are there to be let in.